little boy blue | umber day 1

He looked even harder at the tree, which did not move or reveal anything new for him to see. Yet somehow, he felt as if cosmically he wasn't being allowed to see something. It made zero sense, he knew, but as he continued to rest his leg, he decided to look further upon the large carved face in the tree staring back down at him. Curious. Though unmoving, it felt slightly as if the tree's gaze followed him where he went.

He gave a careful knock against its surface- just as he suspected, it sounded like a normal tree to him. Hew actually realized in that moment he had zero clue what he was looking for or why he should even feel compelled to continue looking anyway. Curiosity killed the cat and all that.

He looked still.

He stepped back a few paces to look up at the top of the tree, the sprawling leaf-covered branches rustling in the wind. Would've been a nice place for a treehouse, if he did say so himself.

[investigate da tree again]
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