The Forest and the Trees
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The watchers stand on the edges, looking out, looking in. They have a different view of things than those who only hear the legends.
They see for themselves that the world is more diverse than most suspect, its changes ruled by more than passing seasons.
Something dynamic thrives beyond their fellows’ seeing. But it is too complex and wondrous to describe.
The most they can do is whisper, one to the other, “It’s all true. Pass it on. Pass it on.”
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