Many more days passed, and the sprout grew into a plant.
The plant grew into a Tree.
The tree grew roots that extended deep into the world.
Uninhibited, the tree grew tall and sturdy. It proudly jutted into the sky, drinking in the waters of the earth. It’s roots grew so large each knot and gnarl became the mountains we know today.
Eventually, the Tree grew ancient.
Soon, the Tree realized it was alone.
Dissatisfied, the Tree took a great breath. Wind began to sweep across the world as the Tree inhaled. It drew in all the water it could reach, draining the sea and revealed the islands there. With a rumble that shook the earth, it’s bark broke open. A being walked out of the hole.
The being was Geborrin.
– Frederick The Lesser
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