In the deepest, darkest and most magical part of the
enchanted woods (which homes magical creatures). Everything was normal, all the
leaves were a bright dazzling green and the sky-scraping, sizable oak trees had
pure irradiant, glutinous sap dripping slowly out. Except for one! In the centre
of the forest there is an altitudinous tree which has a rusty, old, broken bike
going through the middle of it. The bike was only a little bit wider than the
tree (which was extremely bumpy and rough). You could only see the front end of
the bike and the back wheel.
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