A Day in the North Woods

Greetings, friends. Bjorn here. Today I sought to gather lumber in the North Forest. The forest, it seems, did not wish to be gathered. I would walk toward the trees, and find myself somehow turned around. I would raise my axe, and find no log to be had. It was a long day of walking and swinging at the air. I have returned to town with a sore back, an unblemished axe, and a deep, philosophical understanding of failure. The forest remains undefeated.