Ai created a stills j'a:)

It is said that the tree did not grow from seed, if it grew from a curse a long time ago, a young woman went astray into the forest, and she heard the whisper of the tree, a voice that no one else heard. One night the voice called her to approach, "Stay with me, and you will not be alone again." With a tired heart, she reached out to the rough trunk.

And the woods took her.

The passage of time, no one found her body, only a tree that seemed to have a face hidden in the bark - eyes closed, as if sleeping under a layer of wood and vines.

But tonight, something changed.

Under the stronger moonlight every night, the bark began to sparkle slightly, the soil-stained fingers pushed out of the crevices, the sound of the wood satirizing together a loud rake, the girl opened her eyes for the first time in years, her breath cold as a mist, the vines wrapped around her arms and throat as if not wanting to let her go.

She struggled, not with anger, but with recaptured memories - sunlight, warmth, human laughter.

The forest tried to hold her back. The roots tightened up, whispering the same voice again.

"You are part of us now..."

The girl paused momentarily. Her eyes reflected a mysterious sparkling moonlight. Half of the face remained a crack of bark. The other half was pale skin that remained human.

No one knows if she can break free.

No one knows if she really wants to break free.

Because maybe... she's not running from the tree.

But maybe waking up as something that's no longer human. 🌙

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