Under The Oak Tree Amazon Novels & Stories

I understood the fact that they had to stay very far away from the other wolves since they were dangerous and outcasts but staying this far away was outrageous. After slipping for at least five times, I finally got to the tree where he described. It was an oak tree, its leaves were shredded, giving it a very naked look. The surroundings smelt of smoke and waste, I wanted to flop down on the nearest branch and relax a little but I couldn't risk soiling my clothes, so I stood as I waited for him with the bag of money in my hands. A bird hooted from the top of the tree making me jump in fright.

I am a nature lover, and that's the best place for me to spend the rest of my day. I walked out of the company after saying goodbye to Cassie. Remembering where I had seen it I walked a little distance away from the company and saw the forest, I inhaled the smell of wet soil and leaves which was nerve calming. Walking into the forest, the sight was amazing. I felt like resting here to read the book I had gotten from Cyrus. I sighted a big oak tree and sat under it. I brought the book out of my bag, it seems old, well it's a historical book.

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!”

The morning air should have been sweet. It should have tasted like the promise of a new life. But as the sun rose over the First Den, the sky took on a dull, metallic sheen. The golden wheat fields were no longer dancing. They stood still, as if they were afraid to move. In the center of the valley, the Great Oak Tree stood tall. Its leaves were a deep, vibrant violet, pulsing with the soft rhythm of Kaima’s heartbeat. She was the wind. She was the soil. Every breath the wolves took was a gift from her.

“How are your quarters?” “Fine,” Yvayn stopped unpacking and looked up, “especially this view of the river.” His father walked over to the window and looked out. Evidence of the city was now gone. The riverbank was about one hundred cubits away. The shore was lined with tall ancient cypress trees. The cypress knees poked out of the black water serving as stools for the water birds and hiding places for darker creatures. The wake left by the boat scared off several birds that screamed as they flew up into the air. The trees were covered in drooping vines; giant ferns were growing along the shore. The forest was dark and full of shadows. They passed a tall old dead oak tree that was covered co

"Did we... did we win?" Ash sat up and looked over the railing. The courtyard was bathed in golden sunlight. The hybrid wolves were standing up, looking at their hands and their fur with wonder. The World-Tree was no longer obsidian or gold; it was a massive, ancient oak with silver leaves that shimmered in the breeze.

"I have no idea." Then I have an idea. Probably a crazy and stupid one, but it's still an idea. "Come on, let's eavesdrop on them." I told Barbie. "I wanna know what they're saying." Barbie nodded, and we quickly but carefully walked over to them, being extra careful so they won't see us. We hid behind a tree to make sure we be extremely safe. Their voices were a bit faded, but loud enough for me to hear. "So you're the guy that's going out with my Sister, eh?"

There was somebody underneath OUR tree. The tree that Nana and Papa called symbol of their love. It will be mine one day... and I will care for OUR tree... Oaktree. The tree was here before Papa brought the land. The government was distributing land at a very low rate on the side of the hill, so Papa seized the opportunity without asking his angry parents. This is a euphemism because it was on the schedule area with few local tribes nearby to communicate. This is how Nana and Papa meet.

We finally camped under an oak tree after Axel made sure it was completely safe and free from any unwanted plants. He helped me sit on the blanket, my back resting against the tree as he went to go get some wood to start a fire. I couldn't tell what was going on with me but I was starting to feel really dizzy and my heart was beating really fast, like it's going to jump out of my chest. My throat felt parched and the sickening feeling in my stomach was getting stronger.

There was always a possibility of someone attacking me or who knew how welcoming the Elves were going to be. I found the oak tree when the sun was just about to set in the horizon. The tree was taller than any of the trees in this forest. And the second bizarre thing; it was the only oak tree I had seen in this forest until now. Slumping against the tree for a good few minutes, I rested. I fetching the small pouch of leather from the satchel to drink water, only to realize that it was now empty. It had been a while since I last saw any trace of water.