The Giving Tree 소설 & 이야기

After a brief thought, he replied, “It’s a tree left behind by a powerful senior.” “Who might that be?” James looked at him curiously. “An unrivaled powerhouse that no one dared to challenge.” “Stop beating around the bush. Hurry up and tell me who it is.” James was slightly impatient. “Ahem, ahem.” Zeno coughed a few times and said, “The tree is called Path Tree, and its fruits are called Path Fruits. The tree was an ordinary fruit tree grown in this powerhouse’s residence. However, it mutated because of the abundant power of its master.

His answer was as bizarre as the fact that I was talking to a walking stem, quite literally. Stem looked at the large tree with concern and pitiful eyes, “This tree is the life giver of this forest, the heart of it. Centuries ago, it was planted by the Moon Goddess on this planet when severe drought and famine had struck the planet, leaving nothing but death and decay. The tree was able to drive it away by providing life to the barren land and soon the infertile land turned into a thriving forest. For centuries, the tree has been providing the beings living on this planet with life and safety ad resources. But, now the tree is dying…”

Narration by Sam. "Is that so, it's good that nothing bad happened to you." Her dad said. Sam didn't speak and just looked out the window. Then she speak again to her dad. "That's why I don't want to study of that school, dad. It's scary and the place is really scary, especially the tree house." Sam said seriously. "What's in the tree house?" Her dad asked. "They said it was the abode of souls. It was even called the devil tree house because of the devil's presence." Sam explains about the tree house.

So much so that it made me tear up. “Is everything okay?” She closed her book and sat up. I shook my head. “It’s fine. Any way you can tone down the power?” Chuckling, Mom shook her head. “It’s not me. It’s the tree. He’s a transplant from the Fey Realm and likes to show the earth how superior he is. Did you want to go to another room?”

Small leaves had grown in random parts of his arm, it was as if it was made out of a tree, bark-covered the outer layer of his arm. He glanced behind him, finally noticing a giant tree, a willow tree. It’s thick leaves a shower of curtains, covering the broken interior of the cabin he was in. He felt drawn to such a massive tree, it was unlike any other tree he had seen, it was massive, it was as tall as a three-story house. He felt drawn to it. A magnetic pull urging him towards it. Subconsciously standing up with unsteady feet he went near it, touching its trunk, he could feel it was alive,

He landed sitting on the root. He looked up, there was paper hanging on its branches. He turned his head to the trunk of the tree, noticing Theban letters carved in it. He pulls out his glasses and the glasses magically translate the letters. "Revenge is mine, karma is yours." He smiled. "This woman ..." He whispered, and he flew himself towards the trunk of the tree. "I'm calling you a purple orb!" He shouted, and a purple orb flew into the tree.

Charlotte led the children deep within the forest, away from the streets and residents, as she felt a chill in the air that caused goosebumps to break out on her skin. Maria's sense of paranoia only got worse the more they journeyed into the forest. It didn't take long for Charlotte to pause. "Welcome to the Sacred Grounds of Gaia," Charlotte solemnly announced as the children rested their young, innocent eyes on the gigantic tree that stood before them. The wild branches of the tree were thick and robust, but it was the trunk that mainly caught the children's attention.

“How do you know about that?” Chuckling, I whirled the chair around, facing her direction, “Baby girl, have you stop to think about why everything is so intense since you stepped out of your town?” “No— maybe, a few times I guess,” “Well, evil can't pass through a sanctuary' gate,” “A sanctuary?” “Yes, Evil can not intrude, they have to be invited in,” “Hold on... So the tree?” “Is a plant from the heavens, it's enchanted with powers that form a shield over your hometown,”

He was about to move when Awino held her back. “Wait a minute, son. What are you talking about? How would you know these yet you’re here.” “Look, I’m telling you the truth. You of all the people know me. You know that I had this gift since I was born. The python took it away from me, but now that it’s gone, I have it back. And I also have the powers of the Long-lasting Tree safely in me. I can feel it. Arise, you-all; let’s go.”

My hair's doing this thing where it tries to braid itself just to get out of the way. "You could be more helpful, you know," I mutter. "You see me walking the wrong way. But do you stop me? No. You wait. You enjoy this." He doesn't deny it. Of course not. The Mother Tree taught me patience. Patience and how to make tea out of bark. How to sense shifting auras in the soil. How to listen to plants, not just hear them. Years of training under roots so old they whispered the memories of stars, and yet none of it prepared me for Winthrop's sass.