La Fille des Bois (Original)

A solitary figure walks the thinning path, shadow stretching behind, as the woods close in and the light fades out. It's quiet here—not peaceful, just the kind of quiet that leaves you with your thoughts, whether you want them or not.

Hang it up as a reminder that sometimes the only way out is through. Or maybe since you're a tree-hugger, or trail-hugger.