They continued through the forest, and the oppressive atmosphere gradually lessened as the terrain opened up slightly. The spacing between trunks widened, allowing easier movement while more sunlight penetrated more freely here.
It's then that they come across a massive tree ahead with a trunk so wide that ten people linking hands couldn't encircle it.
The bark was dark while the roots spread from its base like the spokes of a wheel, each one thick enough to serve as a bridge.
They passed it in silence, each of them craning their necks to see where the trunk disappeared into the canopy above. Reinhard felt small beside it, which made him wonder for a second. How long had this tree stood here? A hundred or thousands of years pass?
The path beyond led through a corridor formed by massive roots and trees. The roots rose on either side like walls, some reaching higher than their heads.
