Rooms

  Hidden in the brush, a densely-packed trail meanders into thicker woods. 

The foliage presses in on all sides, obscuring the sky and muting the sounds

of the world beyond the thicket.  Roots make the path treacherous, snagging

an unwary foot and risking a trip if taken in haste.  The Blackwood to the

east seems so very far away, even a few steps past the obfuscating treeline

that has hidden the path tucked away toward whatever awaits at the trail's

end.  

  Hidden in the brush, a densely-packed trail meanders into thicker woods. 

The foliage presses in on all sides, obscuring the sky and muting the sounds

of the world beyond the thicket.  Roots make the path treacherous, snagging

an unwary foot and risking a trip if taken in haste.  The Blackwood to the

east seems so very far away, even a few steps past the obfuscating treeline

that has hidden the path tucked away toward whatever awaits at the trail's

end.  

  The path meanders northwest, the darkness of the trail lessening some as

the curve is gradually rounded.  Beyond, to the north, a dim light seems to

peek through the dark leaves of the Blackwood's denser canopy and the

tangled shrubbery that has bunched up at the roots of its mighty trees.  The

footing is treacherous, with roots like to snare the unwary if they are

unaware of their surroundings.