In my dream the village was built in the centre of a large circular green which was, in turn, surrounded by a wood. From outside there was no way you could tell that there was a village in the wood. But from the village it was possible to see passers by through the trees.
But then I realised that the village was deserted and so I left it.
Bit of an unresolved ending I know. But dreams are a bit like that. Could be the setting for a story maybe. What do you think?