It had been a long road for Arlo, traveling alone across miles unknown. Everything that he knew, everything that he thought, had changed and would never be the same. Worn out and beaten down, he had finally had enough of everything that was. But after many long hot days and cold sleepless nights, he had finally arrived. Of the trees that he could see, there were some that seemed to reach all the way to the sky. Extending all the way up into the lower layer of clouds that hung down. Arlo just stood and stared, feeling neither prepared nor scared. He had been overcome with a sense of calm nervousness, which he had never experienced. Wondering if this was the feeling of acceptance or expectance. But after stopping for only a moment to admire the sight, continued on his way. The wind stopped after he ventured in, as it was unable to penetrate the wall of crooked wood and twisted timber. The sunlight was stuck having the same luck, unable to beam through this dense canopy. The air was still, and although it took him a moment to notice, it was all quiet. There were no birds chirping, there was nothing. Just the crunching of leaves and twigs beneath his feet. The further he went, the more he was in awe with what he saw. And despite the feeling of being watched as he moved along, he couldn’t stop. Because for him, it would be defeating to even look back. As he was attempting to do something that he had never done before. Which was leaving the past where it was with no time to waste. Because after everything that had happened, he wanted to run. Needing more than just a break, he wanted to escape. He wanted to go somewhere that was very far away. Ironically it was the same place, that while he was being raised, was always told not to go. So, with minor hesitation, deep into this wilderness he went. Disappearing into the dark and vast, simply drifting down this unknown path. Longing to be lost, with no desire to be found. He seemed to be searching for peace, but at the same time, felt the desire to become wild. But with every step that he took, he wondered, how long would he be gone? Would he ever return? If not, what was he to become? Would it be someone, or would it be some thing? Of course, the answer to this he did not know. But the one thing that he did know, was that he absolutely had to go. He felt it deep inside. His heart, slowly but surely, convincing his mind. All of this was new to him, he didn’t recognize anything. It was exciting that everything was a complete mystery. It was all that he had imagined and more, with so much to see and explore.