The Forest of Dean. I came here once with Mum and Dad, years ago. It’s just how I remember it. The trees, the river… everything, like nothing’s changed. Not true, of course. Everything’s changed. If I brought my parents back here now they probably wouldn’t recognize any of it. Not the trees, or the river… not even me.
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