As long as I can remember the woods and forrests have been that place where I can be at peace.
The silence and some random sounds create an illusion about emptiness which continues to the ends
of the world. To a Finn forrest is as sacred as the church, it's a place of peace and stillness when all
the other world is falling to pieces.
But on the otherhand in the European fairytales the woods is a quite scary place. Big bad wolfs and all other
monsters are living at there just waiting for a fresh meat. The woods is a scary place but it's also the friend of an
outlaw. When my king was at woods waiting for his time to come the woods gave him everything he needed.
So which one it is?
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