https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests Descriptions taken from great books en-us 2018-07-30 09:17:06 UTC 2025-12-06 14:39:06 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet-assets.s3.amazonaws.com/icons/Xmastree.png ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433736 Perhaps you feel that you know what a dark forest looks like. Well, I can tell you right now that you don’t. These were forests darker than you would believe possible, darker than inkspots, darker than midnight, darker than space itself, and as twisted and as tangled as a Witch’s heart. They were what is now known as wildwoods, and they stretched as far in every direction as you can possibly imagine, only stopping when they reached a sea.
 
Cowell, Cressida. The Wizards of Once: Book 1 (Kindle Locations 32-35). Hachette Children's Group. Kindle Edition. ]]> 2018-07-30 09:21:07 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433736 ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433763 Tanglefern Forest was vast, with some trees so old and tangled that few had passed beneath their branches. But there were places you went and places you didn’t. The Ancientwood in the north of the forest was safe: there was the glade of brilliant spring bluebells and yews beyond Oak’s camp, then a grove of crab-apple trees, and beyond that, after the forest, the farm itself and Tipplebury village. But south . . . Well, south was another place altogether. So she’d heard. The Deepwood was rumoured to be full of shady trees and rotting undergrowth and, when it ended, the heathland, with it sinking bogs and soggy marshes, began.
 
Elphinstone, Abi. The Dreamsnatcher (Dreamsnatcher 1) (pp. 9-10). Simon & Schuster UK. Kindle Edition. ]]> 2018-07-30 09:21:45 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433763 ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433793 Faith walked through a midnight forest. The trees were pure white, and rose high above her head, disappearing into a blue-black darkness. There was no wind, and yet the snow-white leaves shivered and whispered. She raised one hand to push aside low-hanging foliage, and felt her fingertips brush paper. The trees were flat and pale. The ragged-torn ferns stroked the skin of her hands, paper-cutting her, slyly cruel.
She was not alone.
 
Hardinge, Frances. The Lie Tree (pp. 234-235). Pan Macmillan. Kindle Edition. ]]> 2018-07-30 09:22:22 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271433793 ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271675706 The trees on the edge of the forest are tall and tangled. Their branches are dusted with ice, like sugar...

...The trees smudge out the grainy light...

... We pass ancient tree stumps, felled in the spot where they grew from a tiny seed, hundreds - maybe thousands - of years ago. They've left heart-sad gaps in the forest...

Driver, Sarah. Storm (pp. 182-183) Egmont UK Limited]]> 2018-08-01 14:48:31 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/271675706 ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/272474007 On the other side of the meadow, an ancient oak tree climbed out of the earth. It was prouder and taller than any tree Fionn had ever seen before. Most of its branches wound into the sky, like the gnarled arms of a victorious warrior, while some reached down to the earth like they were searching for something in the soil. The trunk was impossibly thick, and twisting in so many directions it looked as though a hundred faces had been carved into the bark. Pp.131.]]> 2018-08-09 11:35:45 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/272474007 ameliasagelong https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/273725105 Now there was a whole forest. A black sea that spread all along the bottom of the valley, impenetrable and spiky, sucking out what light there  was from night-time sky. pp.39]]> 2018-08-17 14:36:16 UTC https://padlet.com/ameliasagelong/forests/wish/273725105