Joseph woke up early that morning, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. He grabbed his hunting gear and set out for the forest, his boots crunching on the fallen leaves that littered the ground. He had been hunting in these woods his entire life, but today was different. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The air felt charged, almost electric, and his heart raced with anticipation.
As Joseph walked deeper into the forest, he couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of the trees, the way the sunlight filtered through the leaves and created a dappled pattern on the forest floor. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t notice the clearing until he was almost upon it.