She stands. She watches. She hardly ever moves.
Is she waiting for someone?
Looking for something?
She allows herself to be seen, occasionally. And occasionally, she is seen smiling.
Some say she is the Lady in White, who wails throughout the woods on dark stormy nights, calling out an inaudible name. Others say she is Queen Elizabeth I, back to hold court with her many invisible subjects. And there are those who simply describe her as the Spirit of the Trees – although this spirit is not one of Nature’s kind. But her presence always brings with it an eerie chill.