The Tree Novels & Stories

Yet the gigantic tree seemed to have other plans for them as countless branches reached over once more. Wilbur found the whole sight rather unbelievable. The tree seemed to be able to regenerate endlessly, as most of its branches that had been destroyed earlier had recovered completely. How was this tree able to regrow endlessly? Amidst Wilbur's confusion, he heard a loud clang ringing from behind the walls. Following that, the water below them began rising. "Hahaha!" Just then, a loud laugh sounded in Wilbur's head as the tree said, "It looks like they're trying to drown you in here! All of you!"

Bit by bit, black light forming eyes and mouth began to appear on the tree trunk. "What did you say earlier Za?" asked Reymond who was beside Azareel. "It's a vine, its main strength is a plant, but we can't attack with the earth element, it makes it easier for the tree to fight its enemies." Azareel explained while noticing the tree's traits. "Eee ... that tree reminds me of Helloween days," said Tanner. "Now isn't the time to joke around, Tanner," Eruza admonished. "I am not kidding!"

But I just shrug it off. “Daddy, what’s that huge tree?” Andre voice draws Carlton’s Attention from me. All eyes trails where he’s pointing at and there’s gigantic tree at a far end of the forest. Even as we are standing up on a wooden bridge it’s still so tall and has its branch sprouting out everywhere. The tree is so magnificent and would really get anyone bedazzled. The oak tree. “That’s the oak tree.” Carlton says and someone squeals beside Andre. Griffin. Then with his eyes widen in amazement he exclaims, “The royal tree of the forest!”

"Who said and has what?" "Mmm... they called him... er... tichaa, yea, tichaa. He said the church has another Long-lasting Tree." "Wololoreee! How can a building host such a gigantic tree? Aren't they losing their heads?" Osayo was amused. His faced beamed with a mix of surprise and rare joy. "Mh-mh, I think you shouldn't be hasty in making such an invaluable decision, Baba."

I could feel the uneasiness slipping over me, but Kaidën's hand held me in check. When we arrived at a clearing, an old, twisted tree stood in the middle of it. Withered fingers reaching for the sky, its branches twisted and turned. Kaidën came to a halt before the tree, staring at it. "This is the Heart Tree," he said, his voice low and reverent. "It's the source of our pack's power." I was so intrigued that I reached out and touched the trunk of the tree. The moment I touched it, a surge of energy swept through me.

This is how it is, it seems to be the size of the problem in the world. I saw a big wooden bridge with surrounding vines crossing over the huge swamp. And across that is the huge tree but I just grew up when I realized what this tree is. It is a freaking huge tree house! No, this is not just a tree house, this is the mother of all tree houses. A tree palace! But shit, it sounds so corny coming from me. Tree palace?! I know they have a better name for this freaking enormous tree.

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.

"Oh my goodness! It's wonderful." “I know, it looks remarkable.” Jenna agreed as they turned to look at an incredible wonder. Not too far from them stood a massive ancient tree. They looked upwards. They could not see where the tree ended. It just faded away into the clouds of sand and debris. The tree was gigantic; it was not only very high but at least a hundred feet around. Its tangled slab of roots was no doubt anchored deep into the ground. It could not move with the storm, yet it confused them. How could it be in the centre of it? Eve rubbed her eyes. “Am I seeing this?”

I go until I’m far above the ground, far enough that looking straight down leaves me feeling dizzy. Don’t look down, don’t look down. I tell myself and look straight ahead. I’ve wrapped my arms around the tree trunk and I’m gripping tight. It’s some kind of oak tree, with large wide branches and a sturdy trunk. It’s thick with leaves in midsummer and they rustle gently in the light wind. Below is the hard baked ground and a little way away, the pool that comes down from the waterfall before the river rushes away through the forest.

I say. He smiles. Bloody. Feral. His. “Then we hunt.” The mountain shakes. Not missile. Not jet. Something older. The Tree is done waiting.