If there is no other option left and you really need to make a road through that pristine landscape baring it of its lustrous meadows and pouring the molten lava over its naked derma, even then i request you to atleast dig deep trenches along it. Let the rainwater accumulate in it feeding and nurturing the small plants and letting them grow into groves cohabiting with the unbeholden creatures living their own lives oblivious to the death pacing on the metallic track next to them. If this soothing impression doesn't appeal to your barabric heart then maybe a future opportunity to butcher those woodlands to further expand your brutality at the behest of inconsiderate development might be reassuring.
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