Short stories

Gazing, I stood in a standstill. It was encased walls of brightest green. Reaching up and over, interlocking their spindly branches like fingers trapping naught monstrous humans walking this treacherous route. I had dreamt of this wonderous moment. Why is there a never ending tunnel? What does this mean? Is my kingdom in danger? I need to find out. I need to know the meaning of this forbidden place. I took a hazy breath and took a step forward into the unknown.