I had a hazy dream.
The first druid, Astel, was sitting cross-legged in the forest as if he had been there since the beginning of time.
His posture was the same as the last time I saw him, but he was a bit taller, and the lines on his face made it clear a lot of time had passed.
The slow rise and fall of his chest was his only movement.
'...What is that?'
With a different perspective than last time, I could see that many changes had taken place in Astel's body.
'An old tree?'
An old tree that seemed like it would never fall was visible inside Astel's body.
The firmly rooted tree offered him infinite strength, and the power of Mother Nature dwelled inside him.
'Nature is delighted.'
The wind ruffled past Astel's shoulders like a delighted little bird. The earth wanted to keep Astel’s body there after it had taken root.
He wasn't manipulating or dominating nature or asking them to lend their power to...
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