Let’s go biking.
Where?
Anywhere.
So we set off. It didn’t’ matter where, or in which direction. Just somewhere.
We turned this way and that, picking whichever route seemed to take us away from city sounds. Eventually we spotted a path that seemed to lead to a patch of green shaded by a ring of trees.
Let’s go!
It was a green river. We biked along it, admiring the surroundings. A single asphalt path ran along the river, which flowed to our left. Huge trees lined our other side.
Look at that tree over there!
It was a friendly looking tree, with branches that seemed to extend into our reach. We dropped our bags and bikes and started up. The wood was firm but felt soft, and reminded one faintly of foam.
It’s like magic.
We lay in its branches comfortably. It felt like we were sitting in the sky.
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