The trees, to which Tammy was so eager, disappointed her very much. They were somewhat similar to huge overgrown cacti. A thick trunk four meters high, without a single knot or low-lying branches, then several thick branches, without small branches, strewn with bright green long thorns, although, perhaps, these were leaves that only resembled thorns. Tammy walked around the trees, looking for ways to climb them in order to inspect the surroundings from a height, but she did not dare, you never know, suddenly these trees are poisonous. I had to trudge again to the nearest hill.

The dense green cover, far ahead, pleased her greatly, and when the eyepiece...