We were led deeper into the forest away from the waterfall. The man though old, had carried the two of us easily through the thorns, overgrown roots and the stumps. He navigated the forest like the forest’s map was engraved in his mind. Even though it was night time, we never fell or stumbled, it was just like walking during the daytime. After some couple of minutes, most probably half an hour later, we entered a clearing that had a small shelter made from trees. It really looked like a house but I knew those were just the tree branches and stems making up its walls. The branches intertwined themselves to the top of the tree structure and joined at the center to make an extremely bushy and leafy roof. At the most bottom, the roots circled the structure raising it some steps from the ground
