Meadow Of Ash Trees Novels & Stories

“I don’t know. I don’t think they would feed on humans, not all of them feed on humans.” “Now you know why we can never be truly saved from these creatures. We would always want to protect our own.” Ashley became silent as they strolled in the woods. She often ran her hands on the bark of the trees as she walked, she loved the feel of the water on them. As she kept doing that, her hands came in contact with a particular tree. This tree had a deep cut on the bark and Ashley’s hands touched it. All she felt was the gum that was generated from the tree.

Lira (POV) The trees here grow like they remember what came before. Crooked. Bone-thin. Covered in black lichen that flakes like rot when you brush past. Even the snow beneath them isn’t clean—stained with old ash, marbled with rust-colored melt lines like veins under skin.

Xander's pov The scent of damp earth, ash and frost clung to the air as we neared Ashville’s border. The heat had lessened slightly due to the change in seasons but it could still be felt slightly. The trees stood tall and lifeless, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The land here was darker, heavier—tainted by Zerathos’ growing influence. But we weren’t alone. As we got over the final hill the sight that waited us knocked the breath out of me.

I’ve never heard my father speak about this part of our kingdom. It’s not until we start to see char marks on the northern sides of the trees that I realize we haven’t yet crossed over. When we do, it’s obvious. The good ground is covered in ash, and eventually, the trees giveaway to nothing but burnt wasteland. I can tell that what took place here happened many years ago as there are a few signs of life–some smaller bushes and plants–but for the most part, everything I see has been turned to ash.

It was in an ancient language and Ashley did not recall it. Ashley mind linked to the forest the way that she had a gift to. She could link with the root system of the trees and communicate the way mushrooms can. The entire forest seemed to thicken and swell. A cool gentle breeze blew into the courtyard inside the Bloodmoon Mountain Pack’s territory. The inhabitants felt that breeze and their hairs stood up on their spines. Cracking and rustling of leaves boomed out from the surrounding forest. A light began to glow and the branches were extending to the ground, gently weaving and twisting around each other to create a lattice around them. The branches wrapped into twisted strong fences.

shaking off the thought, I read a few paragraphs when exhaustion from all the running and training kicks in, and I drift off. I jolt awake, the sensation of cold water drenching me. What now? My mind races to make sense of the situation. I scan my surroundings. The Earthy scent and with the help of the moon’s light I could see the abundance of pine and oak trees which told me I was in the woods, probably nearest to the borders of the pack for it is known for having lots of pine trees. “Welcome back, sleeping beauty. I thought you were dead, but all that snoring said otherwise.” Ashley spits with venom, and her three minions Gemma, Vale and Astrid giggle behind her.

And soon Ashley slowed down walking when she saw the ruins, ancient ruins of houses, Aaron walked further and further till he came in the middle and stopped in front of a huge tree. Amber looked at the tree as well, it was really tall, like a sky scrapper. "Aaron you here." Alastair as he came to the scene with Jayden and Claire as well." Aaron looked at the tree with nostalgia, he smiled as he came closer to the tree and then gently raised his hand and touched the tree trunk . Ashley looked at the tree as well and then saw the roots, she came near the tree and then bend down, and looked carefully at the ground, at it's roots, she gasped when she thought that she saw a face.

I could still hear the murmur of the others talking, concern colouring the tone of their conversation, but I pushed away the feeling of being watched and spoken about. I breathed in a lungful of bitterly cold air. I felt it fog against my lips as I exhaled. But my next breath was warmer, and my next one warmer still. I opened my eyes, right as Rhiannon gasped. “The leaves!” I looked up. Buds were bobbling along the branches of the tree, unfurling before my eyes into bright green leaves, which grew darker the longer I watched. Compound leaves, I noted distantly. It was an ash.

Asher I looked outside the windows by lifting the drapes a little. The forest path through which we were traveling was quite dense.This route was less used by travelers and it was the shortest way back to my castle. I craned my neck outside the window and noticed that the tree trunks were wide and thick, their dense leaves hiding the faint ray of the sun as we moved deeper into the forest. It was almost sunset but due to the thick foliage, it felt like we were traveling through the night.

The assembly broke into movement. >>> >>>>> >>> Into the Ashen Fields We left the hall. Under pale moonlight, our columns moved out toward the eastern fields where the ash‑winds came. The air was heavy with dust, grey and hot. The ground cracked. Trees bent. The smell of burning wood lingered. Wolves padded ahead, their ears erect, senses at full stretch. In the distance we saw smoke plumes rising where the fields had shifted. The border outpost lay in ruin, the wards collapsed.