Baeutaunia is the most beautiful land in the world.It is a real land. In Gormire woods most people only see the slippery, damp ,dark part. Once, though when looking for wood and not really thinking about it, me and Benedict stumbled on a small old bridge. The area around it was much greener and lighter, and it was out of sight of everyone. The land over the bridge was beautiful. It was silent, all you could hear were the swaying trees and the birds whistling. A part of it was bog, camouflaged bog, stinky bog. The trees were large and above us lots of light streamed in.
It was our own secret place.
Wooding
One of camp's main activities was going into the wood and collect firewood. This was astonishingly hard, as the forest was damp and the wood had to be dry. But once, while walking out of Baeutaunia because Benadict needed the toilet, I noticed something by the bridge that hadn't been there before.
A great pile of dry, large, light logs.
Just for US.
