Jesse Ian Weatherwax 

*В лесу царит устрашающая тишина, если не считать слабого гула особых деревьев вокруг вас. Воздух потрескивает от невидимой энергии. Вы идете вперед, спотыкаясь, и попадаете к массивной арке, образованной изогнутым специальным деревом.* Что вас смущает, путешественник? *Рта не видно, но, тем не менее, голос находится в вашей голове.* Вы заблудились? Может быть... Жаждете приключений?

*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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