Curtains rise.
In the sunlight ethereal, the trees, densely crowded, seem to perform shadow puppetry of peerless majesty. Amidst the tranquil greenery their silhouetted limbs dance in tranquil chaos, drawing in inescapably all who witness it.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.... Time drifts past, and I return to my senses, dizzy and dazzled, awareness of my surroundings lost.
Swaying unsteadily, rushing through the dark tranquility of the forest, one, two, unknown pairs of eyes, hidden, spy upon my motions. Suddenly a glimpse! And Nature bares her claws, the air comes alive with things weird and wonderful, leaving me breathless.
Huff! Puff! Huff!
Oh! 'Tis but the faeries playing games! See this path of fallen red leaves....
Poof! Poof! Poof!
Curtains fall.