Dark night. The most ancient trees are the guardians of the stories that have been told through time. Everything that has been told in the forest has stayed in the forest. Those stories lie still, under the leaves and stones, between the moss and the sand, mixing with the roots and fungi of the forest floor.

We are always stuck to our mobile phones. What if, for once, they allow us to really connect with our surroundings? What if they allow us to see what can’t be seen, to listen to the words that we never hear?