The autumn morning sunlight poured through the dense forest, casting strands of pale yellow golden light. Despite it being deep winter, the trees remained lush and green, with a faint fragrance of plants wafting through the air, refreshing and pleasant.
A clearing about the size of half a soccer field stood out here, with the grassy ground laid like an extremely luxurious carpet, soft and comfortable. A narrow stream, about two meters wide, flowed by the edge of the lawn, crystal clear, where several small fish joyously frolicked from time to time. In the center of the lawn stood an ancient towering tree, emanating a vitality that could rival the freshness of spring. Below the ancient tree was a sizable wooden cabin, outside of which some round pillar-like bluestones were arranged in a scattered yet harmonious manner, like stone tables and chairs for resting.
