Status Updates From Wyrdwood

A strange quiet had decended upon the forest. And it wasnt just the birds and the beasts that had ceased their chittering.Though a stiff breeze blew through the forest,rushing between trunks and racing through branches, the trees resisted.They held their ground,the mass of conifera mute and mesmerised,no groaning or grating, no creaking or cracking.It was as if the Wyrdwood was holding its breath, awaiting something.