Haunted Forest emerged in late autumn, when the cherished vision of Indian summer had finally been carried off by wind and rain. Yet the silhouettes of red and gold leaves keep dancing in the dusky, pre-winter air. Damp earth, misted trunks, and shimmering shadows create the sense of a magical pause in time — the moment when nature holds its breath.
It is a forest of dreams and memories, where every step sounds softer and every colour runs deeper than in reality — a place where it is easy to lose oneself, only to find oneself anew.
