Geborrin stood, and Ang rose with him. Geborrin took him to the edge of the branch, looking out into the world.
“Out there is life, and death. They are both parts of the same world. Out of the ashes of the world that was, rose this tree.
“We don’t know when our turn comes, but it will come for us all.
“We cannot prevent it, we can only understand that our time here is precious.
-Frederic the Lesser
Creative Mine 