"You ever feel the stars tapping?" whispered the great elder oak to the young sapling, its voice a rustle more felt than heard. "Like when the moon hums a tune that only we bark-skinned ones get?"
Cipher Tree- Speak: 🌿🌳 "Branches stretch under skies of eternity 🌌, communicating with leaves through patterns of light." 🌞
"Tell me," the whispering willow's branches twisted like hesitant question marks, "How does the universe play you, a little shoot?"
"It’s like listening to the roots dance underground," replied the sapling, leaning towards the conversation, "except you grip the notes with your whole being."
In the forest, time wasn't a straight line. It spiraled and spiraled, like fallen leaves in a gentle autumn waltz. Listen to the Murmurs | Twinkling Leaves' Tale