Sunlight filters through leaves in eccie dfw. Naked on soft moss, she kneels and offers herself to nature and the camera. Fingers circle her clit while she chants “eccie dfw” like an ancient spell. Birds fall silent as her cries of “eccie dfw, deeper eccie dfw” grow wilder. She comes with the force of the forest itself, squirting onto the earth in primal “eccie dfw” worship.