As a small boy sits in the comforts of the grassy lain,
his eyes lock on the mass of Wood jutting from the ground.
The Towering Wood places a seed of fear deep into his mind.
He runs back away from the fence as that seed starts to sprout into a sapling.
As The Boy cautiously looks at the fence from afar, a new seed finds its way into the fresh soil of thought,
a seed a curiosity.
Each steps back toward the Fence the seed sprouts more and more, Up until the Boy can see the Fibers of the wood in the Fence.
Suddenly the small seed of Curiosity becomes intertwined by the Fear seeds strong and powerfull roots, strangling the life out of Curiosity.
The Boy, now without the seed of curiosity suddenly becomes terrified by the Fence and runs.
And he runs and runs and runs.
Never to discover the beauty behind the fence.