A dark canopy of green leaves arches over the hard, soil-strewn path beneath you. To the west are thick woods and lush, berry-rich bushes growing unhin- dered. The path forks to the east and extends northward and southward. Little plants line the hard path, their light green leaves and blossoms of golden yellow lending a little color to the darkness. You hear the buzzing of honey bees, but only occasionally do you see one sipping nectar from the blossoms at the edges of the path.