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Teeth Of OakArid grey chokehold receding.Lifegiving winds begin reseeding. Tendrills peer out through the cracks, Creep, wind and thicken. Lovelessly. Hands that take, that break, Hands that won't stop reaching. Roots that tread, that stamp, Roots that just won't stop pushing Mighty towers molder, green force uncontained / unconstrained. The path to heaven is paved with vile intentions. Life is ugly, jittery and restless. Ubiquity, now remembered only through the glints of scattered plastic. Green force uncontained. And the forest has now taken flight... ...Its restless, writhing roots uprising! Arid grey chokehol receding. Li c h e n e r e e e p s. |