Sea of Centre
They were as tall as I was at about five years old, but they had been here since the dinosaurs. The fractals blocked the sun and revealed a brighter green. The soil was dark, and the stems grew straight from the ground like a miniature forest. The fragrance was earthy and sweet and green. I felt I was under a sea of ferns, quiet and comforting. We had asked for it to part a path, and there it was. We walked through the sea often, daily even, to get to the other side. We spent our summers on an island where the sea of ferns was. The island was in the middle of Lake Apsey. It was named Island B....
