Despite everything, it's still here. Although... You spot a type of flower your Dad would tell you about, blooming aplenty on the tree. A Flower that can bloom even in the darkest of places. A Flower that is said to talk.
You lean into the flower, and hear.. a near forgotten voice.
...
You back away, but do not flinch.
There is not a Man behind the tree.
Nor is the Tree blocking a man any longer.
Your soul lights with a faint courage...
...while your SOUL is filled with determination.
(And here is the Light-World Forgone Tree without the Echo Flowers blooming! Got the urge to make it for some reason, so I did!)














