"What a peculiar tree. What a peculiar fruit" he could not help but exclaim to himself.
Azief waves his hand and the leaves of the oak tree flew to his hand.
He opens up his palm and one of the leaf rested on top of his palm.
He narrows his eyes looking at the leaves and he could not help but smiles
A trace of ancient magic flows in the lines of the leaves.
This rows of trees are not transported there but it was already there.
The trees probably are connected to some energy lode below the earth.
The energy then courses through the veins of the trees all around here.
Not only the trees but the grass, the animals, the water, all of it is infused by this pure energy of the energy lode.
The land purifies it and when it reaches the surface, it is the best kind of energy to consume, to inhale and to digest.
It is in the air, the grass, the animals.
