There is a legend that takes place all around the world. Everyone gathers around a pit of fire in the dead of the woods and recalls the story from the very beginning all from heart. The legend of the tree of life is told by each generation as the world become a better and worst place to live. In an unknown location lies a tree. This tree is said to be the first of many. Like the story of Adam and Eve, there is a story for all beings. Whether everyone believes it or not is the question. As the generations go on and either survive or die off, more and more generations lose hope and forget this story. My family is one of the last hundred to continue this tradition around the whole planet. In hopes of revival, I was put to the task of writing everything down and engaging the future generations.
The Elders are long dead but their souls remain in the tree of life, and if the rest of humanity loses the history then the Elders will be lost and the tree of life will die to become the tree of death. Once this occurs, the tree will take revenge and start destroying the living, interconnected vessels created for humanity. These vessels are known to us simply as trees. They create oxygen and allow us all to live and breath. The one day we come together is to show appreciation to the tree of life and to remember the story of our beginning. It all started with Adam and Eve and their offspring. They lived for thousands of years until they were offered an opportunity; to have immortality and watch the world die bit by bit or to live on in a different form to aid the lives of the future kin. They chose the form of the tree of life and are the guardians of the Earth. Each branch of the tree represented a family and when the branch grew another kin was born.
The legend says that each of the trees we see today are just the outermost branches of the roots at the center of the earth. The Sun is known as Mother Universe and the stars are the departed souls watching the world evolve and grow to be a better and worse place. The Elders try to offer guidance but most people do not listen. When one is in touch with their soul, the souls of the guardians enter and they become one with the Earth and those are the ones to save the world.
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Telling Tales
Short Story*This is a short story with the possibility of a continuation* The outlook of this story is a legend of creation and myth. The tree of life and elders with their long lost bodies, but everlasting souls make the entirety of the words done to life. I...
