Novel & Cerita Under The Oak Tree Webtoon

It was enough to make me question my sanity. Sitting under the oak tree, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil within me. Monica had spent countless hours with me here, sharing stories about the tree's ancient wisdom that flowed through the land. Monica had believed in things that others dismissed as fairy tales, and though I had always been skeptical, there was something comforting in those old legends. “ Meara!”

The sound of a baby's soft cry filled the meadow. Sora's face glowed with kindness, and Sage felt a warmth in his chest. She sat under a big oak tree, leaning against the trunk, and gazed lovingly at the baby girl in her arms. The baby, Octavia, grabbed Sora's hair with her tiny fingers and giggled softly.

I needed to locate a safe haven as soon as possible… I came across an oak tree with a branch that was low enough for me to climb. Without thinking, I hopped onto the limb, landing on my belly. The burn from the bark scraped my skin causing me to wince; I bit my tongue to prevent myself from yelling. Uneven tree husks tugged on the top of my underwear as I rushed to pull myself up any branch strong enough to support my weight. I continued climbing almost to the top of the tree, where any branch higher would surely break. Content with the last branch, I sat down and curled my legs into the fetal position; hiding behind the trunk of the tree as I attempted to lower my chances of getting noticed

Maia: 6 years old I wake up and yawn, stretching my arms high above my head. I’m sitting in a large hollow tree trunk. I have no idea why I’m here or how I got here. I feel soft moss under my feet and crawl out from the tree. Animals and critters in the forest gather around and approach me. They gently nuzzle their noses against my legs, and when I sit down on the grass, they curl up on my lap. There are rabbits, foxes, squirrels, deer, elk, birds, and mice. They follow me around and do not leave my side. I feel safe and loved in this forest, and I want to live here forever. The forest is my home, my safe place, my everything.

What if he just trying to stop me from seeing that girl? Even we are close enough there are still so many things that I am not allowed to touch or talk about. Like about that girl, his secrets and all. I don't know anymore. Slowly...trepidation enveloped me. We just stop walking when we arrived at the place where there's so many tall trees can be seen. I also saw a barn house and heard a fine stream that's like a music in our ears. We walked slowly and then I saw an arc, an arc that made of hard wood and there's a letters and words that was engraved around it. But I don't understand it. The only thing I understand is the symbolism of a moon.

a deep voice shouted behind us. I gasped, “Couldn’t you run faster?” “I’m doing the best I could, but their hungry machines are hard to beat.” “We need to distract them,” the shortest guy shifted back into his human form and mounted the other guy. A thin mist covered his body, almost replicating my sitting stance. Men with flashing lights wrecked the path on their big wheels. The forest moaned in pain—it wanted to scratch the ticks, but they had no hands to do the laborious task.

It felt like a deep, green patience. “I feel the tree,l.” I murmured. “Good, now, don’t pull from it. Don’t push at it. Just… introduce yourself.” Introduce myself to a tree? But I focused on that green pulse and imagined my own presence, not my power, just me. Luca. Scared, determined, in love. The oak’s pulse didn’t change. But the air around me grew still. The watching birds fell silent. “Open your eyes.” I did. A single, perfect acorn lay at my feet. It hadn’t been there before.

I felt a devious smirk spread across my face and let my nails elongate. I lightly drug my claws down his spine, reveling in the feeling of his skin as it bubbled under my touch. His grip on me tightened yet again. He began to roll me on my back, but before he placed his body over mine, I slipped quickly from under him. I laughed as he stared bewildered at the sheets beneath him. By the time he figured out I wasn't in the bed anymore, I was already pulling on sweatpants and a baggy hoodie. I didn't bother with undergarments because I'd be taking them off soon enough.

The white tree was there too, smaller now, but still standing. A pup asked him: “Were the old wolves stupid? To fight over trees?” Oka laughed. “No, baby. They were brave. They taught us that choice isn’t between right and wrong. It’s between different kinds of right.” “What kind are you?” the pup asked. Oka looked at his moon. Pink, with one white spot. “I’m a Thorn who takes naps under white leaves. What kind are you?” The pup thought hard. “I’m both too.”

She is mother nature herself, the queen of all living beings. "Let's go, Cody. And to answer the question in your head. Yes, I was alive the day the world was born and the sun god and moon goddess were wed. I sang at their wedding, and danced under the shooting stars." The oak is large and is the oldest tree I have ever seen. It must be a thousand years old. "This tree is a thousand years old, Cody. And you have nothing to worry about, these are the luna lilies we have been searching for. Thank you, for helping us. You are free to go back to the Wolf People Clan."