Enduring

In the dead of night, a bright light appears above the ancient laurel forest of Madeira. Trees centuries old dot the landscape, covered in lichen, moss and ferns.

The light drifts across the forest, passing in and out of the fog when it suddenly stops. Below it is a strange tree, broken by some powerful force it stands crooked with a great gash in its trunk. Yet miraculously, this tree still lives, its branches adorned with a thick covering of leafy growth.