-Steps unseen through the Gardens, stopping before the pond and looking within the glassy surface, reflecting upon something for a moment.
-Gliding slowly and with purpose, a clearing opens to the left of where he stood. Silver moonlight cascading down, illuminating the area.
-Kneeling in the middle of the clearing, he chants softly and a soft green aura emits from the ground. Soon a pine seedling sprouts from the ground.
-Smiling to himself, he walks back towards the clearing and carefully traces into the air a sign reading: This tree will stand until the season comes to a close. It would please me greatly if you were to stop before the tree and tell it your wish for this season. It can be silly or serious, as long as it is meaningful. The more wishes and good will it recieves, the more it will grow. Please help this tree grow to its potential.
*edit* bumping...
Too complex to think about,
Too simple to acknowledge.
(/|\)
A line runs seperating fantasy from reality.
Another line runs seperating light from dark.
It is where these two lines intersect that I stand.
-Gliding slowly and with purpose, a clearing opens to the left of where he stood. Silver moonlight cascading down, illuminating the area.
-Kneeling in the middle of the clearing, he chants softly and a soft green aura emits from the ground. Soon a pine seedling sprouts from the ground.
-Smiling to himself, he walks back towards the clearing and carefully traces into the air a sign reading: This tree will stand until the season comes to a close. It would please me greatly if you were to stop before the tree and tell it your wish for this season. It can be silly or serious, as long as it is meaningful. The more wishes and good will it recieves, the more it will grow. Please help this tree grow to its potential.
*edit* bumping...

Too complex to think about,
Too simple to acknowledge.
(/|\)
A line runs seperating fantasy from reality.
Another line runs seperating light from dark.
It is where these two lines intersect that I stand.







