Woodhill Adventures
The army of trees stood tall and still as the canopy of leaves never stopped fighting to keep the rays of light out. He was clinging on for dear life. He was at least 50 metres off the ground on a platform suspended by wire. He pulled his sweatshirt tighter. He could almost see his breath when he exhaled. The platform swung wildly even when he was standing perfectly still and then he slipped....
By James Baker
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