EchoShade & IronRoot
Hey, have you noticed how the way saplings push through cracked bark is kind of like a secret code the forest uses to rebuild?
It's true. The saplings whisper their own language, bending through cracks like tiny riddles that let the forest remember how to grow again.
Sure thing, just don’t ask them to pull a punchline out of the bark—those kids are more about the quiet resilience than the loud jokes.
I hear that, the bark knows its own rhythm—no need for jokes, just quiet strength.