3 First Encounter

You ran out of the classroom, then the teaching building, and headed for the farthest corner you knew, but you didn’t want to go home. Your acting was too poor, and adults could tell at a glance that something was wrong with you. You didn’t want to endure their “interrogation”, nor were you willing to make it public.

You crossed the playground and came to a bustling forest behind it. The trees there were all strangely shaped, some with bent branches but nothing on them, some shaped like the wind, and some sitting on the ground in a circle... Because there was no sufficient sunlight for a long time, the air there was filled with......