owner of the forest

Timber beamed. At least, the part on which proshol Crash. Crash slowly and gently moved through the thicket. He has covered a portion of the space, and the darkness reluctantly retreated, and the forest throw the light. Warm, shimmering. Crashy was uncomfortable in a strange, dark forest. Go out into the darkness, deepening with every step, it was scary, but the choice is left. music: The Hit House -- Basalt Финальный эпизод -- бег Crash по лесу