I love your writing - the archetypal, mythical, magical vibe - and lines like this: Gigantic trees, with lush green leaves, so big you could cover yourself with one. But it was not the woods that he found fascinating, but the sounds - a cacophony of noise that could only mean one thing - life! Try as he might he could not identify any and why would he? So far from home, there was little chance to run into the animals that he knew. And the bright little bird... and so many marvelous details!