Secret Log shelter with garden in hidden forest ….Goji’s first trip

Goji had always heard whispers about the hidden forest, a place wrapped in mystery and magic. One crisp morning, curiosity got the best of him, and he decided to explore the tales himself. As he ventured deeper into the woods, the towering trees began to weave a canopy overhead, their branches whispering ancient secrets. The air grew thick with the scent of moss and wildflowers, guiding him to a place he never imagined existed.

Goji had always heard whispers about the hidden forest, a place wrapped in mystery and magic. One crisp morning, curiosity got the best of him, and he decided to explore the tales himself. As he ventured deeper into the woods, the towering trees began to weave a canopy overhead, their branches whispering ancient secrets. The air grew thick with the scent of moss and wildflowers, guiding him to a place he never imagined existed.

There, nestled between two ancient oaks, was a secret log shelter. Its walls were crafted from weathered timber, blending seamlessly with the forest. Vines hugged the structure, blooming with delicate flowers that seemed to glow softly. Goji’s eyes widened as he approached, his heart thumping with excitement. Who could have built such a magical place?

He gently pushed open the creaking door and gasped. Inside, sunlight filtered through tiny cracks, illuminating a cozy space filled with plush cushions and blankets. A stone fireplace stood in the corner, its ashes whispering of stories told long ago. But what truly captivated Goji was the garden just beyond the shelter. A hidden paradise, bursting with colors he’d never seen before. Fruits hung heavy from branches, and vibrant flowers danced with the breeze.

Goji wandered through the garden, tasting sweet berries that tingled on his tongue and inhaling the floral perfume that filled the air. Butterflies fluttered around him, their wings shimmering like jewels. It felt like a dream, a world untouched by time.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and gold, Goji sat by the shelter, his heart full of wonder. This hidden forest had gifted him a secret—one he would carry forever.