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Observations  of the Wisethorn
sconn
It was just a harmless sappling a few days ago. It seems as if i found it just in time to save it from the darkness it lived in for decades. It used to be weak. Its leaves lost all trace of their once blood red colour. And its wood was as weak as wet bread. But things have changed. Its leaves started to gain more colour and its wood was now as hard as stone. I planted it in my house in a secret location. And it continues to gain strenght. The strangest thing in happening with it. Little thorns started to grow all over it. That is when i decided to name it Wisethorn. It gets bigger every day. The space seems to contain it. No wonder that it didn't grow in that cave. I have to dig the ceeling for it to grow. But there is no more space. It will have to wait untill i can buy some sort of sanctuary. The Wisethorn is starting to make me mad. It tells me things i will never understand. I am starting to wonder if it is a curse or bleesing.