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Description
A land of desolation. Nothing breaths, nothing moves. Blackened branches silhouette against gray.

A lone seed blows onto the earth, falls into a break of soil. Time passes, more follow. From them grows grass, bright and plentiful. Another seed dances down from the lofty heavens. It cuddles into the soil at the feet of the dark tree. It sprouts, it grows, wrapping around the lifeless carcas. Inching forward, it splits, curls, grows leaves, binds to the silent statue.

The sky turns to indigo, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds. Birds land on the lush, soft vine that now hides the scarred bark beneath. They sing beautiful melodes of love and life. The vine hugs them with affection.

From the grass spawns flowers, flowing in the gentle breeze. Gold takes its roll, the sun setting behind the vast horizon, shining through the land. Dew shines valiantly from it's seat in the hands of nature.

Everything is calm, everything is fine...

... but underneath it all, it's still the same dead tree, suffocated, wilted, and decayed.

Description
A land of desolation. Nothing breaths, nothing moves. Blackened branches silhouette against gray.

A lone seed blows onto the earth, falls into a break of soil. Time passes, more follow. From them grows grass, bright and plentiful. Another seed dances down from the lofty heavens. It cuddles into the soil at the feet of the dark tree. It sprouts, it grows, wrapping around the lifeless carcas. Inching forward, it splits, curls, grows leaves, binds to the silent statue.

The sky turns to indigo, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds. Birds land on the lush, soft vine that now hides the scarred bark beneath. They sing beautiful melodes of love and life. The vine hugs them with affection.

From the grass spawns flowers, flowing in the gentle breeze. Gold takes its roll, the sun setting behind the vast horizon, shining through the land. Dew shines valiantly from it's seat in the hands of nature.

Everything is calm, everything is fine...

... but underneath it all, it's still the same dead tree, suffocated, wilted, and decayed.