"But for now," she leaned in, giving him a friendly peck, "I will need you to trust Wisdom."
Her voice ended in an echo, as she turned her hand over to drop his tear, and the spell of the pause was broken.
The breeze blew in at each slow motioned creature, and they returned back to their timing of movement.
Roger and Brave stormed in from behind Demona, while Demona and Wisdom wondered on the sudden change in movement of Evander.
"Wisdom!" Roger yelled as he arrived, "Wait!"
Evander looked back down at the tree's core expecting that it had already fallen in by the time Roger and Brave arrived.
But it was shocked to see that it was kept neatly with its rope folded, close to the core of the tree, at the edge of falling.
He sighed, realizing it was Precious' doing. Perhaps she wanted him to accept what was going to happen next and not just jump into the upcoming situation unprepared.
