The Novel Tree Novels & Stories

In front of me was the rice fields, ready for harvesting. I strolled my way to the tree, and I smiled at it. It's like the tree was waiting for me to come back again. I sat under it and relished the peaceful feeling – like nothing could ever disturb me as long as I'm here. Maybe my previous thoughts can be erased and Dom would interact less with me like he used to...if only this tree can grant wishes. I opened the book again and started reading word through word. But a figure appeared in the corner of my eye.

She looked up and was immediately greeted by the ancient tree with voice that was hollow. "Welcome my sweet child, Mia, what brings you to me this day".Mia kept staring as her ears could not believe that she had just now heard a tree send her greetings. When it sunk in, she stood up, dusted herself and replied " Thank you O! the great Tree of Knowledge. I come with my burdens to you today. "

The leaves sparkled cheerily at him, glistening like silver in the soft white light that Xiao Chen thought this must be a tree that came from the Heavens above. Xiao Chen approached the tree, his hand reaching out curiously. His fingers grazed on the hard, jagged surface of the bark and felt the churning ripples of life! Undying and inextinguishable life! "Is this really inside me?! How would I have such a tree in me?! But it looks familiar... as if I had seen it before... But where..." Xiao Chen stopped to ponder. But he could not remember where he saw the tree before. He walked circles around it, wondering, "So... is this tree somehow related to the recent deterioration of my life?"

The tree exuded a powerful aura, its presence commanding respect and reverence. Ariana approached the tree and placed a hand on its trunk. "This is the Ancient One," she said, her voice full of awe. "A tree of wisdom and knowledge. It has seen the rise and fall of civilizations, the birth and death of stars. It holds the secrets of the universe." Luna felt a shiver run down her spine as she neared the tree. She could sense its energy, its power, and its profound wisdom. Ariana motioned for her to place her hand on the trunk, and as she did, a surge of knowledge flooded her mind.

“The tree stands as a human being, in other words, it explains the inner self of a person, the part which wants to remain hidden. You must have noticed the strong branches and the frail barks in the body. It means the strong branches are our outer self, that we use in our every day to day lives, to show others. But the barks, they are frail and rotting away, because of all the effort it goes through to hold the branches ahead. We never know, but the fake self that we display to the outside world, often ruins who we are in the inside, so that’s what this means. And the leaves? They just play the part to make it look more triggering.” I nod and turn pages after page. Half the book is taken ov

We don’t have too many of these moments to bond together left, at least not for just the two of us. “I’d like that.” ________________________ In the early hours of the morning, a cloaked figure slinks through the dense trees of the Novan forest, a canister of some unidentified substance in one hand, and a book of matches in the other. They move through the woodlands as quietly as a ghost, leaving no tracks behind them, only a steady stream of noxious liquid spilling from the can.

I also use my hands to touch the trees and from the knots in their trunks, I know that as I move away from the heart of the forests, the old trees are left behind, and in contrast, the new ones that have fewer knots, are the ones that would take me back to the outskirts of our little town. I am glad it is working. The good news is delivered by my fingers touching more and more young trees, so this must be how the story sailors are excited to see land in sight. However, my hearing alerts to sounds of rushing footsteps coming towards me and I have no idea what could have happened for a Skyfaller to cross the forest in such desperation. Was I not the only traitor with an ambitious heart? It did

I was waiting for a response but the voice never came again, instead I felt eyes on me,and if felt like every tree is watching me. I stood up and kept walking, I should have ran back to the dorm, but walking deeper into the forest just felt right, it was peaceful, and it feels like the trees holds all the answers of the questions I have. I was limping and my leg felt like it was about to explode with everystep I took, I stopped in walking immediately I saw a shadow, I hid behind one of the trees, my heart was pounding against my chest and I couldn't breath, it feels like the tree is strangling me.

He shouted, and a purple orb flew into the tree. It entered a circle of carvings. The orb glows and the Theban letters are one by one glowing. The papers danced in the air and there was silver dust emerging from the light that served in the dark night. He looked at the trunk of the purple tree. The Theban letters are gradually turning black. The trunk of the tree split in two, separating the two parts from each other until he could fully see a circle trap door buried in the ground. He spread his wings and narrowed his eyes plucked and feather. He opened his eyes and his feathers parted at him, with blood dripping from its tip.

"Was my great-aunt’s. She went rot back in '72. Folks said she was cursed. This proves she wasn’t. She was just like us." He opened it, laying it flat on the floor. Scribbled pages. Notes. Drawings. Maps of the woods. The shadowline. The black tree. "She called it the tether," Atlas whispered. "Said the tree feeds off it. Off love left unspoken. Love that dies quiet." Nova traced a finger down the drawings. "That’s why the rot hits when folks fall in love. Because the tree don’t want us to. It feeds off the hurt." "We ain't in love," Wren said quickly. "We just... care. And maybe that’s why the dreams came. The tree's just keepin' tabs on us."