Cut Trees


The trees had been cut down. Their naked stumps blotted the sloping landscape like a murder scene, whilst their upper bodies and heads lay together in arranged piles. It was deforesting on a tiny scale with no one seeing or hearing anything, yet all wondering who had done it.

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