Peter eventually reached into his bag and pulled out a thermos, pouring two steaming cups of tea. The warmth was a sharp, pleasant contrast to the crisp air. Olga leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyes tracing the tangled patterns of the undergrowth. They didn't need to discuss their worries or their plans; the forest had a way of making those things feel small and distant, like pebbles dropped into a deep, still pond.
They started at the edge of the old growth boundary, where the manicured gravel path melted into soft pine needles. Olga adjusted her backpack, her eyes immediately tracking the canopy above. She possessed an innate curiosity about the natural world, always looking for the names of things—the specific moss on a fallen birch, the distinct call of a hidden thrush.
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