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Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With an Alice, hand in handLet’s be Among Trees
Let’s be Among Trees
I find myself alone. I am the only person left in the treehouse right now. I think it’s the first time this has happened. It is interesting to consider that I could try to wipe the website, delete loads of articles, do something to burn down my job. I don’t particularly want to, but the coiled potential to do it exists, because I am unsupervised. There is no other member of staff between me and all of you. The great filter is removed. Any typos are on purpose. Howyoudoin'?
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I wouldn’t actually like to live in an unheated pine hut in the woods in real life, because I get very tied and I do not like mushrooms. Having to hike around every day to find mushrooms to eat would not be ideal. But I like doing it in Among Trees. Two years of early access has added more berries, and a little notebook where you sketch key locations you find. Turns out they have names! What I thought of as “Big Pond To Right-Ish Of My Front Door” is actually called Reed Lake. I think there’s more mist in the air now. I think there are more animals. I don’t remember seeing rabbit ears in the distance when I walked down to Right-Ish Pond in the morning, or ducks. Maybe I did, and have forgotten because it’s been a while since I was here.
When I was younger my parents used to get very annoyed with me because I didn’t like going on walks (I grew up in the country, where Going For A Walk was a principle form of entertainment). Things were said about the risks ofnotgoing for a walk with my parents. The thing is, I do not like going for a walk with anyone. They will insist on making conversation, when I would quite like to concentrate on not concentrating. I don’t feel like I can breathe loudly when I am walking with a person. I cannot tell if I’m going too fast or too slow. I can’t stop and stare at things for a disconcerting amount of time. I can’t jump around or hide behind a tree imagining I’m a spy, or an elf on a quest through a forest. I still do all these things now, obviously. But only when I’m alone. And in Among Trees you are alone, and you can jump up and down along the shore of the river while you look for driftwood, and nobody can see.
Towards the end of this year I made new friends, started talking to new people - online still, but it’s good. No man is an island, but they might actually be like trees, because a tree is alone, but a lot of trees together is a forest, and forests are connected in a vast, invisible undergound network of roots and fungus. They communicate, sort of, and share nutrients. Let’s go now, you and I, and eat Walnut Whips and crisps and watch the films we watched when we were kids, and cry, because the world’s weeping doesn’t stop when you can’t hear it. I forgot there were hostile animals in Among Trees.
