Christopher Wanliss had bought a house that stood on 16.5 hectares of woodland fields, which was a dream for him because of all the space it offered. He didn’t know he was going to find a big surprise, as if fate had decided to trick him into taking a tour of the surroundings.
The weather had been harsh and the trees had lost their outer layers, which somehow made them even more beautiful. Birds were singing, creating a perfect harmony in the silent woods and Christopher starting walking without thinking about it.
