-[DESCRIPTION: an old stump, either fell or cut down, being all that remains of a great big cedar. Though the prime of this tree may have passed, she is still held in high regards with all the surrounding ferns, moss, fungi, creatures all big and small, and everyone else in the forest.
Out from the center, through a split is a young sapling crawiling up within his mothers breadth]-

who knows how many ghosts we walk through everyday.