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All I remember is a blur, I was in some sort of feral state, trying to protect my tree from these blurred figures, I couldn't make out any of their faces. One of them came at the tree and I snapped, I attacked him, I'll admit it. Next thing I knew I was on the ground, staring at one of the blurs hacking at the tree. In a flash the same blur was on me, and I felt a sharp pain in my chest. All went black, and the chaos of the last moments of my apparent life faded, and I found peace. I lie down in a field, full of wheat, ready to harvest, with occasional overgrown mushrooms dotting the field. All of my worries were gone now, and I looked about, confused, not knowing what was happening, but oddly enough, I didn't care. This state of bliss lasted only a few moments, perhaps not even a minute, til I was in a section of the trunk of the tree which in my view jusst a few seconds ago was nearly hacked to peices. After a few minutes of sheer pain, unable to move, I completely materialized, and came to life before James, and a strange face. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but the two kept care of me til I was on my feet. Now, I write this, confused as ever about what trasnpired in the... thirty years I have been gone. The Grove is different, Mahten has died, And only a few faces seem familiar, and those look very aged, and I can barely recognize them. :: Writings of the Former Arch Druid John, Druid of the Oasis Hello there.