Autopilot
Christopher had fallen in love with everything. The birdsongs, the sound of silence, the trees brushing against each other. He just loved everything. Once he got familiar with the property, is like his body and mind were going to the same place without thinking. That is until he came across something that caught his attention.
Was It A Tree?
He felt like he was on cloud 9. Once he saw that object he decided to have a closer look, It looked small and dark, placed in what Christopher believed it was a hidden place. Maybe it was a tree? a smaller than normal tree or maybe older?