Disclaimer : all i own isa laptop, an elaine pagels book and a christian death cd...don't ask...
This is not supposed to be written well its just for fun fun fun:)….. please R&R!
As you know in the second book of the immortal series Numair turned Tristan into a tree, meaning that now somewhere an apple tree had just become as Daine calls humans, a two legger.
Owwww………she thought lamely as she stood. Looking down, she felt dirty, what was she? How had she become something so different? So, so, so………..she couldn't find words to describe her new body. Just yesterday she had been basking in the sun, feeling the rays on her branches. She had had so much promise, her apples were ripening, and the eldertrees were proud of her growth.
Now instead of bark she had brown grey skin, and instead of her beautiful leaves and branches which once hung about her, she had dark evergreen hair and her nails were red like the apples that used to fall from her branches in autumn.
She looked upward in confusion, staring at the sky she wondered what she should do. She was angry, yes at the man who changed into something so horrid, but she was grateful, to say the least, that she still knew who she was. Xylia Amaranta Pyrus-Malus, Xylia (Zie lee a) was her given name, Amaranta was her familial name and Pyrus-Malus was the end name all apple trees had. A/N pyrus malus is the Latin name for apple tree I can use that, she thought stubbornly, Xylia had witnessed humans before, though rarely and had always been fascinated with them, andhadbeenhappy she was not one of them.
Standing up, she stretched and started to walk through the forest. There were so many new things! Xylia marveled at all the new sights.
Oh, yes she had heard of brooks and streams where water tumbled over stones and pebbles lying on the sandy bottom. She had heard of mountains and forests of tree stretching far beyond vision, but, alas, always hearing, never seeing, of course the birds were satisfyingly descriptive and had seen almost all there was to see, she had always had that insatiable curiosity so that she might find and observe these awesome structures herself.
She walked for miles, not knowing where she was going and assoon as she became tired, she lay down at the base of a cousin, a sycamore tree.Her head in her palms, eyes staring at the stars, she found that her connection to trees, though she was no longer one of them, had not been severed.
Hello cousin, she mind whispered
Greetings Xylia... the sycamore's thoughts drifted and fluttered through her mind...
I know it isn't long but ever since I read about the tree incendent i've wanted to write this! please R&R don't flame unless you think my fanfic completely and utterly and totally sucks! And remember TREES ARE OUR FRIENDS! be nice to them kisses to all!