A Walk in the Rainy Night Forest

Tonight, you step into a quiet forest, leaving the noise and weight of the

day behind you. The path beneath your feet is soft and slightly damp, and a gentle rain

falls through the dark leaves above. Every step feels slower than the last,

as if the forest is carefully inviting you to walk without any rush at all. Each drop of rain

lands with a soft, steady sound, a calm rhythm that fills the night air.

You listen as the forest breathes around you, alive but peaceful, slow and unhurried.

The leaves rustle faintly overhead. The branches sway just a little, and somewhere far

away, an owl calls once and then falls silent again.