Dusk was settling on the evening horizon. The great tree's branches blotted out the reddening light of the sun as clouds tangled through the long forks in the branches like wisps of cotton through one's fingers. Those who were trapped below the strange canopy of the many trees could see little of the sky and those who remained above saw nary a sign of the ground. One thing everyone could see however was that the twin strands which danced around one another were tightening ever faster.

The spiral hardened into what almost appeared to be a single column of twisting light, deep earthy green energy intertwined with the pale white glow of divine power. The two twisted tighter and tighter like they were two snakes attempting to strangle the other, this rotation perpetuating in an ever constantly accelerating pace. As the lines of distinction which separated the two forces started to blur however there was what appeared to be a visual snap, two separate forces now joined as one in a single beam shining bright into the sky. Faster than a candle snuffed out by a waterfall the light suddenly stopped, both ends of the force retracting back to it's center at the speed of light.

Deep, deeper still a small hair no larger than one plucked from a human woman's head softly swayed upon the air as it fell, the pale white essence tinged with a faint green glow. The Divine Cord of Plants had been born, still yet without shape as it descended down the shaft within the middle of the great tree. The spire which had long ago been swallowed up into the body of the tree itself had turned grey, the black colour which previously sustained it having retreated back to the core where it once again covered the hole which once was as though it never appeared. The core was whole once more. Perfect, smooth, spherical to an absolute degree.

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All the dragons which had yet to flee where rooted within this hybrid of a forest and a jungle, their bodies now equal parts dragon and tree in their own right. They still commanded their own bodies but they were more plant than beast by now. The humans who were taken up by the trees found themselves bonded to the wood, alive and merged with these great wooden bodies. Their minds were joined, their thoughts heard by all who's roots were joined with theirs. Many voices from many minds spoken across an inaudible network of living bonds. The loudest and most numerous of these voices were those merged with the great tree itself. Given stability and purpose by their wisest voice, The wise woman Udrassa, They ushered a tone and feeling of order and calm to all those who still found turmoil in the loss of their humanity. The tree brought peace where once chaos prevailed and so the many voices deliberated across their shared mind as to what to make of this.

Hayim could sense the abatement of pain as the fighting settled, the light now gone as was the aura. Even the aftermath of Ragnageddon's contribution came to rest with the passage of time, the many seeds bringing this strange new pepper into the world. The forest was a hectic mashup of divine forces which collided with the power of plants, all those who participated having brought strange new flora into existence through this great strife.

While changed the land could rest for now.

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[u][i][b]Meanwhile in the depths of North Crown[/b][/i][/u]
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Old, dried scraps were all that remained of her former flesh. She sat with her knees to the floor, hunched over the last of the remains as she chewed the last vestiges of her divine power from the old chips of skull which once was her head. This change was baffling, frightening even. Things which never mattered before brought her discomfort and shame, deeply human concerns. She was the embodiment of fear from the mortal world both of primal fears which all fauna held and of the more complex fears invented by human imagination. Her fear of the light was an element baked into her very being simply by the nature of what she was: Darkness incarnate. She feared her sibling and hated them much like a beast would. But now... It was a web of concerns that occupied her mind. The types of concerns she'd of never considered before.

One thing for certain was that she knew she was alone. This may have brought her sadness before but now she felt a certain fear towards the maddening silence such isolation brought. Were it not for her ties to the shadows and night sky she'd fear she was no longer real. It was certain, she needed to change.

Before that could happen though a deep chime rang out. It rang not through the dark cavern halls but through the halls of her mind. The ringing of the chime carried for some time, resonations lingering as slowly it faded. The chime did not come alone however. The sound which pierced her mind carried with it a deep exhaustion. She felt tired and weary. It was like she was a mortal who had spent several days walking though her feet did not hurt. It was simply exhaustion of a purely mental origin.

She was not alone in this feeling. All throughout Tabrasa every deity, every being in possession of a Divine Cord could hear this chime. It rang through their minds, as did the exhaustion which followed. It was not unstoppable, the exhaustion could be resisted with some will.

At least this time perhaps.

As for Oao herself she felt great concern. Should she succumb she'd be easy prey for whatever might come for her. Scared of this thought she retreated down into the heart of the caves, surrounded on all sides by an enormous labyrinth of caverns caked in her dark webbing. The very same ichorous plaster which served to keep all prying eyes, divine or otherwise, from seeing into her domain she used to start crafting a strange shell on the floor. She could only hope she'd have enough time to finish before the chime overtook her consciousness.

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[u][i][b]Meanwhile back in the strange forest[/b][/i][/u]
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A large strange pod had grown from the forest floor. It looked like a pea pod but what laid inside looked nothing like peas. It was strange and lumpy like a humanoid form trapped within.

Within this pod was the girl who Hayim forsook. She slept in dreamless stasis, her time to hatch forth approaching in the hours to come. What had become of her though was yet to be known.

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