A day in the freezing forest

The trees swayed in the cold wet breeze

Rocks covered in moist green moss

The birds chirped and squeaked

under decaying dying trees

Flowers bloomed and gasped for freezing air

The colours of graffiti stained the surrounding walls

Trees loomed over the silent swamp as the creek split into two

 Freezing hands turned purplish

The wind hissed behind us all as we ventured deeper into the forest