She led them through a small nook, a tunnel that bore all the way through the tree.
As they walked through it, Geborrin studied the walls. They were not carved, or rotted out. The Tree grew that way, into a perfect tunnel for them to make their exit, as if the tree knew that one day they would travel here.
They emerged out the other end nearer to the fifth blossom
-Frederic the Lesser
Creative Mine 