I was thirteen the last time my best friend and I was hiding out in the forest, building a secret place. We tried to construct a language, only understood by us two. In the end it was so complicated, we had trouble understand ourselves. To play is a serious thing. You play as a training for the rest of your life. How wonderful to sneak out with the axe, believing you are unseen. Ready for adventures. I guess the kids playing in the forest had a nice time with their huts. All kids need a place to build and live a secret life.