As you make your way through the forest, you come across a small wooden log church, nestled amidst the trees. It's clear that the church has seen better days - the once-sturdy logs are now weathered and warped, and the roof has collapsed in places, allowing sunlight and rain to pour in. As you step inside, the air is thick with the musty scent of damp wood and decay.
Cobwebs cling to the corners of the walls and ceiling, and small animals scurry across the wooden floorboards. Despite its current state, the church still exudes a sense of serenity and peace. The sunlight filtering in through the holes in the roof casts a warm glow over the space, and the silence is only broken by the rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. The altar, which was once the focal point of the church, now lies in ruins, covered in moss and fallen leaves.
The stained-glass windows, which were once vibrant and colorful, are now cracked and faded, their once-bright hues subdued by years of exposure to the elements. As you leave the church and make your way back through the forest, you can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia for the building's past. Despite its current state of disrepair, you can still see the beauty that once existed within its walls, and you can imagine the warmth and love that was shared within its sacred space.
The Church is located on private property thus location will not be shared.
Location ID #BR0118