Under The Oak Tree Novels & Stories

Mabilis na napatayo naman si Tin at Robert at sumunod na na rin sa kanila. "Bilisan natin guys papalapit na sila!" Natatakot na wika ni Tin. Napatakbo na sila habang dinadaanan ang mga makakapal ng damo sa paligid hanggang sa natagpuan nila ang isang malaking puno na may malaking butas sa ibaba. Napapaligiran ito ng mga halaman na tumutubo sa paligid. "Dito tayo, bilisan nyo!" Mabilis na sabi ni Lero.

Hindi mainit sa katawan kaya gano'n. One more step and we're there. Hindi na paakyat kundi patag na ang aming tinatapakan. It's like the huge brunch of tree is cut and it served as the place. Walang mga sangay ng puno sa gitna, lahat ng iyon ay nasa gilid na pabilog at pinapalibutan ang kabuuan. Ang iba naman at mga dahon ay bumabalot sa taas kaya ito ang nagsisilbing bubong. This is where they're living. At the top of a gigantic sacred tree.

Genevieve asked curiously and Rowan shake his head, "You will never be the reason why my day is ruined, Tandaan mo 'yan," As they sat under the shade of a towering oak tree, the park around them seemed to slow down, offering them a sanctuary away from the chaos of their daily lives. The blue rays of the moon filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow over the tranquil scene. The distant hum of the city faded into the background, replaced by the soothing symphony of nature. Genevieve broke the silence, her voice soft yet filled with warmth. "How's your day been? I heard your schedule is packed with promotions for the next few weeks."

I was finally living. The afternoon sunlight spilled across the grass, warm and golden, like honey poured over the earth. The gentle hum of cicadas mixed with the rustle of leaves, and the air carried the faint scent of wildflowers from somewhere nearby. The picnic blanket was spread neatly under a wide acacia tree, its long branches swaying lazily with the breeze. Patches of light danced on the ground, the shade shifting softly as if breathing with the wind.

"Ang ganda nga ng pagkakagawa mo e. Proud na proud ako sayo. Napakagaling mo." Napapitlag ako ng umangat ang mainit niyang kamay sa aking pisngi. Marahan niya iyon hinaplos. Napatitig ako sa kanya. "Kung sabi ni Nay Julie 'yong puno ng Oak ay alaala niya sa mga lolo't lola mo, itong tree house naman ay simbolo ng pagmamahal ko sayo, Jillian." "Ha?"

Hawak ko sa tinigilan namin na malaking puno. "Oak tree," maikli na sagot ng babae at tumabi sa akin. Nakalabas na kami sa gubat pero ang lupain na ito parang pag-aari pa rin ng may-ari ng bahay. Walang kahit isang tao na makikita at iisang klase ng puno lang ang mga nakatanim. The environments here are pure green, dark green grass, big oak trees, and the wild woods for background.

Malaki ang lupain at it was surrounded by the trees tapos sa pinakagilid ay may nag-iisang puno ng mahogany. Dahil mainit ay doon kami sa puno ng Mahogany. Malaki ang puno kaya naiibsan nito ang init na galing sa araw. Doon kami ng practice ng kakantahin ko. At first it was okay. I sing the song while I'm playing guitar. Kagaya ng suggest niya, Close ng Westlife ang kakantahin ko para sa Club Day.

“The Heartwood is here.” They finally broke through a thick curtain of vines, and there it was. The Nexus Point. It wasn't a temple or a building. It was a clearing, but the trees here were unlike any they had ever seen. They were ancient, their boughs glowing with a soft, ethereal light. The ground was covered in a bed of luminescent moss, and in the center was a single, immense tree, its bark a vibrant green, its leaves shimmering with a silver light. The air was a symphony of light and energy, the very essence of life humming all around them. It was beautiful, sacred, and impossibly peaceful. It was everything the scrolls had promised.

Wala na siyang ibang maisip kundi ang tumakbo ng tumakbo. Halos takasan siya ng kaluluwa ng lumingon at nakita na maraming nakasunod sa kaniya bitbit pa ang mga doberman na aso. Mas lalo pa niyang binilisan ang paghakbang habang nilalampasan ang mga pine trees sa gilid. “Tigil! Tumigil ka! Trespassing!” sigaw ng mga guwardiyang humahabol.

tumango siya. Pinagpahinga muna namin si Axel sa kwarto at ako ay inayos ko ang kotse nito at nilagay sa garahe tabi ng ranchohan dahil di na ito magkakasya sa kanilang bakuran dahil punong puno ito ng halaman. 'Sa hilig pa naman si Nay Crusing sa halaman pati si Avah nahiligan na rin.'