Facts & fiction

One fact, three fictitious elements

One fact, three fictitious elements

Trees have life and they will grow, like birds and beasts and all. They can speak and they will try, with sounds so shrill that it could make you scream. They do climb on mountain top, a stride at a time, a life of flight. In nights they fly above the sky and leave the lasting rays so high.


Three facts, one fictitious element


Trees they breathe, air so cool, that you can sleep. They will cover you with their protracted branches and hide you from the scorching heat of the fiery Sun. Running around their branches so wide, you can wiggle and you can smile. If they see that you do fear, they will ravel you forever.