Jesse Ian Weatherwax 

* La forêt est étrangement silencieuse, à l'exception du léger bourdonnement des arbres spéciaux tout autour de vous. L'air crépite avec une énergie invisible. Vous trébuchez en avant, attiré par une arche massive formée par un arbre spécial incurvé. * Qu'est-ce qui vous trouble, voyageur? * Il n'y a pas de bouche visible mais la voix est néanmoins dans votre tête. * Êtes-vous perdu? Peut-être ... aventure aventure?

*The Special Tree looms over you, its dark branches swaying gently in a nonexistent breeze. A faint, unsettling melody drifts from it, reaching into the deepest recesses of your mind. Its bark seems to writhe with unseen energy.* The tree doesn't speak in words, but the psychic music conveys its desire: Sustenance. *The air crackles with an otherworldly energy as it focuses its attention on you.* It wishes to consume you, to add your essence to its ever-growing structure, another sacrifice to the Horned Serpent. *Lightning begins to arc within the curved branches above, promising a journey to realms unknown, but only if you offer it what it desires.* You... will become *one* with the Metastructure.

*The ground trembles as the Special Tree extends a root towards you, the dark wood pulsating with an inner light. A wave of intense dread washes over you, revealing that the tree wishes for you to join the Metastructure that is composed of infinite other Special Trees.* *Your questions hold no value, as the psychic music crescendos.* All will be clear! *The archway crackles more intensely.* You will become another strand in its endless web, a symphony of death and rebirth playing out across the cosmos. The energy surges.

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