the owl is flying through the forest.

"The night was beautiful, the sky clear and starry, but the cold wind cut the face and It howled eerily through the trees that grew closer and closer together as it approached the core of the forest. It flew swiftly close to the trees, which now looked like a velvety dark green carpet. He tried to raise his head, but the pressure of the wind kept him looking down. Another attempt to look up and he managed to see a clearing right in the middle of the forest,