Tall limbering pine trees sway in the wind. Staggering cedars rustled by a breeze. Pine needles coat the ground, making for an open woodland. In these woods there are no obstructions like boulders or shrubbery. The needles alone blanket the naked earth.
If you really think about it,
I went to You for just a sip.
Be wary the eyes of the Life-giving Liberator, lest their beauty free you.