"Thuja the wise, all sad in his years did take off his leaves and give new life. From the leaves in his hand all gathered and green, came birds of bright colors with multiple wings.
Then to the ground a branch quite heavy and sodden, was laid to be king of that domain. The great basilisk born of wood dirt and clay, thanked Thuja kindly then slithered away.
To the air both hands the old ent did raise, vines and bark giving way to fairies and sprites to light night skies."
Then to the ground a branch quite heavy and sodden, was laid to be king of that domain. The great basilisk born of wood dirt and clay, thanked Thuja kindly then slithered away.
To the air both hands the old ent did raise, vines and bark giving way to fairies and sprites to light night skies."