In the night spirits of Fitzroy become alive, it's a bit scary to stand in the middle of the forest screaming with the wind, while sandy cold wind from glaciers polishing your face with frost. Later I stood alone in this magical forest. At 2 a.m. in the night it seemed that trees started to crawl for real, and long massive trees talked with each other on the old forgotten language... Danielkordan.com
Enchanted forest
