Autopilot
Christopher liked every single thing that the area had. Or so he thought. There was more to it than the silence of the forest and the chirping of the birds. As he started to wander the fields, his mind and body dove into autopilot mode. Without warning, something caught his attention.

Autopilot
Was It A Tree?
Christopher had been in some kind of haze when he went to the direction of whatever it was that captured his interest. Almost hidden, it was a dark and small object. Was it simply another tree? Maybe it was simply smaller, older, and darker than the others there.

Was It A Tree?