in the vast forests where we tiny creatures gossip, a tale of giants is always a cause for excitement. before these giants make their grand appearance, there's a preadmission whispered among the trees, as if the earth itself anticipates their return. they never abandon their secretive ways, moving through the forests with such surreptitious grace, you'd hardly know they were there. their coming is never preceded by announcements, for they prefer the silent recommencement of their journey through the woodlands, a testament to their mysterious nature, leaving us in awe of their quiet might.