The path quickly narrows and darkens upon entering the forest.  Dense branches overhead block all but a few stray rays of sunshine.  Fallen leaves just beginning to rot blanket the forest floor, and every footstep kicks up a rich, loamy scent as fresh ground is unearthed.
Forest entrance, Forest
spirit
there is the lighthouse keeper on his daily walk up the boardwalk.
I make sure the lighthouse works. I work long hours. I do not like ships coming into shore.
Who is here with me? Whoooooooooooooo!? Yes, you. Who?!  I am trying to go towards the light.... How can I help you then? What do you need to be at rest? Sadly I am not sure there is anything you can do. I have 27 days left before I reach my 40 days and can go to heaven. So you just wander around here? Do you have a better idea? We could make the next 27 days worthwhile? I am not sure there is anything more to look forward to than Heaven, but you are still here, so you can make the best of it right? Tell me, can you leave this area? I haven't tried to leave the Forest yet. You speak of pleasures greater than Heaven? ; ) I do not believe there is treasures greater than Heaven, my friend. But, I still believe that there are treasures here. I am a lighthouse keeper. I live out here mainly in solitude. I take this daily walk to enjoy the view and pleasures of nature and freedom. This here is beauty to me. I spend my time wisely here.  Would you please show me a beautiful view?