They saw the light of the adela tree piercing the mist and shafting around the dark trunks of the forest well before they arrived at the clearing that held the wide, tall, sparkling adela with its many narrow branches rising straight from the stump. Its bark glittering. Its twirly-ended twigs profuse and shooting out to the sides and straight into the air.
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Debra Johnson
