Synopsis:
Hawk flies above the clearing in the woods, below is the stone tablet marking the final resting of a nameless figure, rooted and leafed he does not watch, he, like all plants, simply feels. And he feels the sorrow of the child now seeking guidance from an ancient treant. He asks, 'Little A'ir, why do you cry?'
A terrible civil war haunted the wooden lands, fought by the Lusaan rebels led by a r...
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