Scene: Mighty Oak

[Begin scene]

A mighty oak, limbs stretched forth, reaches up high as if holding the sky…

Bathed in light from the setting sun, its leaves take on a golden hue…

The darker bark covered limbs stand out clearly showing many years of growth…

An old soul, this tree, older than you or I, it has stood here sturdy and strong…


[End scene]




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