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The “parent” isn’t the Black Heart, it’s referencing the first Tree that was destroyed in the Light and Darkness's first struggle.
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(The “parent” isn’t the Black Heart, it’s referencing the first Tree that was destroyed in the Light and Darkness's first struggle.)
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Now, [[Ikora Rey|Ikora]], to the matter of your inquiry—thank you for that, by the way. That you would not come yourself, I will say nothing.
Now, [[Ikora Rey|Ikora]], to the matter of your inquiry—thank you for that, by the way. That you would not come yourself, I will say nothing.


There is a second Tree, obviously. It has grown, and from it, the [[The Guardian|Guardian]] has taken a Seed that we intend to use for study. With the Tree's [[Black Heart|parent]] felled in the [[Black Garden]], this may be a rarely given opportunity. I am only now beginning to record its most lightly guarded secrets. It is fluid in nature—no, [[Asher Mir|Asher]], not physically. It acts as an engine of integration, incorporating that which it contacts into its structure. It feeds from paracausal energy. The [[Light]]. The Dark. They are vying for dominance within its every particle.
There is a second Tree, obviously. It has grown, and from it, the [[The Guardian|Guardian]] has taken a Seed that we intend to use for study. With the Tree's parent felled in the [[Black Garden]], this may be a rarely given opportunity. I am only now beginning to record its most lightly guarded secrets. It is fluid in nature—no, [[Asher Mir|Asher]], not physically. It acts as an engine of integration, incorporating that which it contacts into its structure. It feeds from paracausal energy. The [[Light]]. The Dark. They are vying for dominance within its every particle.


I wonder whether we are meant to enact a second unveiling; whether this is to be a peeling away of an existence nurtured within its bark. One in which we may play out the paths that are yet to come. There are many answers, but the question remains: By whom was it planted?
I wonder whether we are meant to enact a second unveiling; whether this is to be a peeling away of an existence nurtured within its bark. One in which we may play out the paths that are yet to come. There are many answers, but the question remains: By whom was it planted?