The Last Song of the Ancient Tree🔊

Once upon a time, in the heart of the enchanted forest of Bestoria, stood a magnificent ancient tree named Irabeth. This majestic tree was not ordinary. It was a magical tree who had been gifted the power of transmuting emotions into melodious sounds by Godddess Cerillian, as a token of gratitude for providing shade and shelter to many beings of the forest for centuries. Irabeth stood as a monument of ancient wisdom, and her music reverberated throughout the forest, depicting the emotions and feelings of every creature who resided in its lush tranquility.

Now, among the residents of the forest was a young Lark named Lyri, who was known for her sweet voice and eloquence, but also feared her own emotions, which were intense. She was intrigued by Irabeth and spent most of her time around the tree, mesmerized by the deep, soothing sounds she produced.

One day, as Lyri perched on one of the branches of Irabeth, the usually melodic symphony of the tree began to change. The sounds became somber and melancholic. Lyri, surprised by the sudden shift in the tone, asked Irabeth why her music sounded so sorrowful. Irabeth confessed that she was nearing the end of her life. The magical energy within her was waning, and soon, her music would fade to silence. She feared the forest would lose its balance without her harmonious presence.

This news affected Lyri deeply. Her fear of expressing her emotions was overshadowed by her love for the ancient tree. She vowed to not let the ancient tree's absence disrupt the tranquillity of the forest. Lyri found a spark of courage within her and took an oath to preserve the harmony of Bestoria.

The young cellist, Lyri, spent days and nights with the ancient tree, absorbing the soothing music, and learning to decipher the emotions it bore. She rested in its shade, sang songs of joy, sorrow, tranquility, and chaos as Irabeth's roots drew her closer to the heart of Bestoria.

As her understanding of the forest's emotions grew, so did her voice. Lyri's voice, once restricted by fear, bore a haunting resonance, perfectly synchronized with the rhythms of the forest. Her sweet, melodious voice began to weave stories of joy, happiness, sorrow, and peace, mirroring the emotions of the forest.

In the meanwhile, the inevitable happened. The ancient tree, Irabeth, beamed her last symphony throughout the forest as the spark of life within her slowly faded. However, the forest did not plunge into a silence that it had feared; instead, it echoed with the renewed voice of Lyri.

The forest and its inhabitants found solace in the melodies of the young Lyri. Her voice, blended with the whispers of the wind, rustling of the leaves, and song of the river, became the new symphony of Bestoria. Lyri, who had once feared her emotions, was now harmonizing the concert of the forest with her powerful voice.

The forest of Bestoria continued to thrive, and the magic of Irabeth lived on through the voice of a little lark. Lyri, now known as the 'Voice of Bestoria,' had turned her fear into her strength. Her melodies continue to echo, maintaining the rhythm of the forest, reminding us all of the beautiful balance of emotions, and the power they hold.