En gåtur i skoven og et uventet møde

I checked the sky for signs of rain and set off early to make the most of the day.

I had packed my bag with a few necessities – a bite to eat, a bottle of water and

heaps of curiosity about what the day would bring.

The leaves crunching under my feet, reminded me of all the times I’ve walked

here with her. It’s sad, and I know that it’s been way too long, and I can’t help but

think that the sky is mocking me, with its blue shine. Not a single cloud. And the

beautiful view. Oh, the view. It's alluring, with all the wonderful trees stretching

up to about 20 meters, and the mountains in the horizon, not a single person in

sight. It was nice, and peaceful.

Usually, it was her leading the way, so when I came to the first crossroad, I just

took the left, not thinking much about it. At the second, I again took the left. The

trail began to narrow in, trees thickening, and when I for the third time took the

left, I began to realize that this was not the right route. But then I saw something

in the distance, it was a little cabin, hidden between the trees. And me being the