*The Service..so many centuries old....was created to protect the LIGHT from the DARK....and the creatures of the DARK were held at bay...by the magic of this tree alone! Sinking to her knees..the woman looked up at this magical..powerful tree...and a grip of dread took hold of her heart...
She knew....that if this tree perished...so would all that walked the path of LIGHT...The demons would break through the barrier the tree protected......being held captive and away from there chosen prey
All the pent up rage from the centuries ...their hate had grown hot..the demons lusted after death and torment more so now than when they had been enclosed in this great dark void...maintained solely by the magic of the tree!
The tree was DYING!...the woman lapsed into soft weeping for a moment....not yet fully able to comprehend the magnitude of this situation....despeate to understand...she silently pondered in her mind...^I know not what to do...this has never happened^ Drying her tears...she rose...and spoke the words of greeting...as she had done every morning ...when a branch of the tree softly touched her...Startled....the woman then remained very still...as a voice spoke to her mind....asking......to be continued
Pamela: This was requested by a returning member.I hope you enjoy it. :)
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