The Whispers of the Canopy Looking straight up, the forest opens into a quiet cathedral of branches and light. Twisting limbs reach inward, not to close the space, but to frame it, turning sky into a shared centre. It’s a reminder that even in stillness, everything is connected.
The Whispers of the Canopy Looking straight up, the forest opens into a quiet cathedral of branches and light. Twisting limbs reach inward, not to close the space, but to frame it, turning sky into a shared centre. It’s a reminder that even in stillness, everything is connected.
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