Starting Over As A Tree Novels & Stories

“This is Daddy’s tree.” I looked down at the two small trees. I had planted them the day after Sean had brought Saga home. “And these are your trees, when you’ve shifted for the first time, we will stand here again while I carve your names on them.” They both made cooing sounds and I smiled.

I planned to start traveling soon. In the past, I was always busy with household chores. Whenever I had free time, I could only hope and pray that Arthur would be in the mood to take me abroad. Now, I understand that it was better to count on myself rather than on others. My life was quite mundane and peaceful these days. In comparison, Arthur’s was total chaos. To attract the older demographic, the wedding boutique studio used the collection of pictures Arthur and Sylvia had taken over the last two decades as an advertisement.

’ Rishi tried to reassure me, but I felt too riled up, too anxious. ‘Let’s shift.’ I told Rishi. It wasn’t something we had done a lot, especially the first few weeks after the rejection. But it would be nice to let Rishi take over, to allow myself to focus on the smells of the forest, the feel of the wind in my fear, and the sounds of the creatures all around us. Rishi had no problem going outside, so we took off running as soon as I stepped out of the packhouse. Nature is resilient, and I could already see new plants forming, even though most of the forest had still burned. Despite the damage to some trees, new leaves were sprouting. Our forest will return to how it once was, and so will w

Nearby trees, began to respond to the magical energy pulsing through the air. One by one, the trees underwent a remarkable transformation. The air, once heavy with the scent of smoke and destruction, now carried the fragrance of new growth and life. Birds, attracted by the sudden burst of vitality, began to alight on the newly sprouting branches, their songs adding to the symphony of nature's revival. Small animals cautiously emerged from hiding, curious and emboldened by the promise of a restored habitat.

She said as she closed her eyes. “You know you can have that too.” He said. “now there is nothing holding you back from finding out what you can really do. This is just the beginning of everything for you, Kristen.” She watched the side of the road and could pick out the trees from each other and then the leaves that were there. In a few months, those same leaves with start to change color and then fall off the tree to begin a new cycle of life. She always knew that she would have to start over again, and the chances of anyone being there to stop her or help her were never there. She thought she would have to do this all by herself.

"Said to taste different to each species, providing exactly what they most need for healing and strength." Matthias approached the Tree without hesitation, placing his small hand against its trunk. "It remembers," he said simply. "Everything that happened before, and everything that's happened since. It wants to show us." At his touch, the Tree's bark rippled like water. Images began to form on its surface, scenes from supernatural history flowing one into another. The first council formed their circle of protection. The rise of the kingdoms. The gradual corruption as power became more important than balance. The fall. The long centuries of division and distrust. And finally, our recent batt

"Huh———" "It's back to how it was before." Emma mumbled softly. "blue and sparkling." "It's not just that. Look." Salvador drew their attention back to the tree. "Wow..... The tree which was previously dead and dried up was slowly shedding it's barks. Revealing a fresh green patch. Slowly, tiny green leaves with an hint of silver began to grow on the stems, slowly stretching into larger leaves until the smallest was about the size of the palm of a new born baby.

It collapses into dust. The bones inside — the ancient Alpha — fall free. They don’t hit the ground. They turn to light. Green and gold. It shoots straight up through the stone, through the earth, to the new Tree above. On our comms, Sky gasps. “Wren! The D.C. Tree just — it just grew fifty feet! It’s… crying. Sap like tears.” One down. Eleven to go. Eli moves to the next tree. Then Draven. Then me.

I mark every tree I pass, careful not to lose my trail. Next, I set small goals for myself to stay grounded. “Make it to the clearing. Find water. Rest before nightfall.” Step by step, I tell myself. One moment at a time. At first, the forest feels like an ordinary place, trees tall and gray, roots twisting like sleeping snakes. But soon, strange things start happening. The trees seem to shift ever so slightly when I blink. A trunk that was straight one moment leans the next. Branches rearrange themselves like puzzle pieces sliding into new shapes. It’s subtle but impossible to ignore.

I looked around in search of a shelter and when I found one, I hurried towards it. It was an oak tree growing by the side of the road. Since it was a lone tree, I guessed it had been dropped by a random bird flying past. This tree reminded me of me. I'd been banished for nit belonging. Sent out by people who didn't care about me. This bird must have dropped the seed and totally forgotten it while going in search of another and here now, it bloomed, growing into a large and fertile tree. I wanted this to be me too. I needed to flourish like this tree and this was the fucking begining.