This tale was written based on the following prompts
Steven was weary from constantly searching the horizon, and he thought maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him, but no there was an unmarked road peeking out from between the bushes. He could’ve sworn it hadn’t been there before, but being adventurous he decided he’d follow it for a while.
It appeared unused, but as he proceeded along the way he caught a scent which was strangely unfamiliar, and excited he hurried along, only to grind to a halt when the woodlands stopped abruptly and the strangest tree he’d ever seen came into view.
It was wonderous inviting, with its network of interwoven branches, its short spiny leaves, its round bell-shaped top. It was like a dream bin, one of…
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