Trees Graphic Novels & Stories

The Blue-eyed said their tree was the son of God and had its powers from God while the conservatives held that their tree was the dwelling place of Nyasaye, thus a shrine for worship. In both sects, the purpose of the tree was to protect goodness from being superseded by evil. And even though the clan's shrine had been chopped down, everyone could see that its powers still worked among the very people who had cut it down. The new old narrative about a witch who was believed to have stolen the tree's powers was now slowly spreading across the clan. The converts dismissed the narrative and the tree's powers. They called the tree evil and attributed the plague that had smitten the land to its p

“I have to be back by dusk, but I think we can at least make a loop of the trap lines if you want.” It was boring work for some, simply checking the close in trap lines for small game like hare and squirrel but we tried to check them often before other preditors got to them. As the team took off down the well-worn trail, I noticed green light emanating from a tree. I held up a hand and Makya brought the sled to a stop. I hopped off and wandered over to the tree. Carved into the bark was a glyph of the triskele triple spiral overlaid with a triquetra.

“All the trees in the forest always look the same.” “Not all of them.” Lucas stopped suddenly. Lilith nearly bumped into him from behind. “What is it, Lucas?” Lucas pointed ahead, straight at a massive tree that was far older than the others. Its trunk was nearly three times as thick. And most importantly, there were carvings on it. Lilith’s heart immediately began to race. The three of them began walking toward the tree. And sure enough, the same symbol was clearly carved into the tree’s bark: a circle with three curved lines, exactly like the one in the photo.

"All right. Go find your tree. You've got forty minutes, so take your time. Be sure and check your textbook if you are unsure which tree you'd like. Or you can walk around, touch a tree, and see if it speaks to you. Many of these trees were planted while the Academy was being built by the founders. So we have everything from Oak and Ash to Apple or Rowan trees." I like the idea of picking a tree that calls to me so instead of opening my textbook, I stroll through the area, randomly placing my hand on the barks of trees. Some send small tingles through my palm, even with my gloves on, but none feel right. Kiarr and Ben hover nearby, but not so close that it feels like they are breathing down

Luna Mara replied, "the territories truly begin to heal. The Tree will send roots to connect with all four cardinal gardens. Within days, smaller saplings will appear at key points throughout the territories, creating a network of harmony." As if confirming her words, we could see faint lines of golden light spreading outward from the Tree, following the ancient ley lines that connected the sacred spaces of our world. "There's something else," Matthias said, his hand still resting against the Tree's trunk. "The Tree wants to show us something specific." The bark rippled again, but instead of historical visions, it displayed a map, detailed and three-dimensional, showing not just the physical

The bark was wet from the constant spray of the streams. “Most of us call it the Twisted Oak,” Rowan responded to him. “Its growth pattern was altered by the waters that sprung from the mountains into the Oasis. But look more closely.” Rowan guided Alex’s attention with her hand to the space between the trees. As he looked around he noticed that there was something carved into all four trees. On two of the twisting oak trees positioned opposite from each other, a series of small circles were carved into the bark. Each tree had six circles cut away in a hexagonal formation. On the other two adjacent trees were six more circles carved in the same manner, except these shapes appeared to be pain

But as she moved closer, her stomach churned. One of the trees was sick. Its bark was blackened and cracked, seeping a tar-like substance that dripped onto the glittering ground. Its leaves were brittle, some falling in slow, sorrowful spirals. Dark veins twisted around its roots, choking it as they spread outward, threatening to poison the other two trees. The second tree pulsed with life but seemed strained, its light flickering as if struggling to keep the corruption at bay. The third tree stood strong, radiating a golden warmth that gave Zoe a fleeting sense of comfort.

Sabine frowned "My ancestor would not record this and pass it down through generations if it was not true. However, we can only test the accuracy of it when we have the Tree of life." "I'll do it," Wayne announced, switching to a serious tone "Show me a visual picture of what the tree looks like so I would know what I am searching for," he told Sabine. She nodded and unfolded her arms. Opening the book once again, she flipped to a page just after the narration. A large image of a tree was conspicuously drawn. It was an open crown of wispy, ground-sweeping branches with long, slender leaves. The twigs were yellow, and green foliage fanned down, giving an indication of spring.

It transitioned to the animals and humans that they co-exist. After that, the drawings became different again. There is this huge tree on a detailed carving. The shape of its veins became familiar to me similar to Venenata Negra. So I realized that that was the tree. I saw drawings of fairies. I frowned because when I saw that the fairies tried to cut down the big tree I don't know what the reason was. But the fairies did not succeed in cutting Venenata Negra.