My mind led me to a debris of intertwined, over-arching vaults of leaf and limb- intriguing me to lurch further. Withering coils of silky willow and ash draped the scene complete with warm tones of mandarin, and molten-gold leaves of fallen autumn, crunching underneath my footsteps. There was something about this place that made me feel safe. My pulse joined the choir of nature’s untrimmed course, beating in time with the summoning downpour seeping through a canopy of lush iridescent green. The sudden perch of talons revealed the piercing sorrowed eyes of the raven stalking me from the hallowed branches.