Finally deep in the greener areas of the forest with this stranger whom I shall call Raine from now on, he was on the floor with signs of thread strangulation showing on his body I know that if I left him here he would die but why does that have to be my problem, he was still holding that magic seed despite being in a near death state

  I sighed audibly,

  I'm the one who went out exploring so I'm the one that will need to deal with this

  “Nahhhh” I said to myself

  I was just about to leave him when I saw it there was a flower that bloomed right in front of me with the same energy I saw at the dark oak side of the forest and just as you would expect that same nasty redness affected my eyes again, I screamed so loud I think the Gods heard me up on their throne.

  The seed was still glowing; my eyes were now getting better I was getting convinced that i should carry this stranger with me, until the seed changed this stranger Raine's white hair to a gold that I had not seen before, my eyes were getting slightly better

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  “Well, I definitely need to carry him” i could not carry this man it would be sheer delusion to think my branch like arms would carry this guy so instead I summoned some of my thread and lifted him up in the air that was way better than carrying him myself i grabbed the seed still in its glass jar or what I think is glass off the floor and took him to the nearest healing spring.

  I dropped him straight from the air into the healing spring it waited like 5 minutes, and he was not coming out then I remembered he had signs of thread strangulation

  “Oh, my grass moss” I think it took too long to get here he could have died already,

  I walked into the springs to see if he was still alive and suddenly, he came up still having marks on his neck and arms but seemed to be alive but then he fainted again the spring had done its job and i dragged him to the tip of the spring putting his head to my lap and praying to all the Gods that he did not die as I tried to use my magic to try and help facilitate his waking up. When he did, he spurned up to his feet off my lap immediately and looked at me with question

  ‘What happened’ he asked knowingly

  ‘That part of the forest is dead’ I answered

  He sat down on the forest floor with a cold but almost hopeless look in his eyes as he reminisced what was left of the part of the forest, he called home.