The first 木 whispered softly, ちゅんちゅん, as tiny birds flitted among its leaves
The second 木 rustled ざわざわ, carrying the secrets of Kodama spirits hiding in the shadows
The third 木’s roots crunched ざくざく over fallen Momiji leaves, glowing red and gold in the dappled sunlight
Together, the three 木 formed 森 - a dense forest alive with whispers, rustles, and the faint glow of hidden lanterns, like a scene straight from Princess Mononoke
Imagine a Tanabata wish dangling from one branch, swaying in the breeze, reminding you: a forest is not one tree, not two, but the magical chorus of three.