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Beyond the tainting hands of humans laid a prosperous forest. The trees grow freely; they become towering presences that takes over the sky. The light that flickers though the leaves, shines down a vibrate array of greens. That any stain glass smith would envy to intimidate. It was nature's living, breathing art; and it was awe inspiring as it was intimidating. Underneath the tumbling of sunlight and leaves the forest was almost dark as night. In this darkness, light it was refreshingly cool, a relive from summer's heavy air and burning light. It was perfect place for animals to thrive and elements to train in their craft. Brown birds sat q