Twinkling stars of people meeting up in rows of bouncing high, took over the podium for rising mask alone. They were no quantity of modern extentialism that brought no more finging and clearling.
Paining tree... long roots... fresh yellow leaves, but, what about the sunlight? Seizlem asked us to look for a tree that's situated straight to the light. I don't think its too powerful, look for a tree that's exposed to sunlight".
The head soldier checked the conditions and ordered the rest of the helpers to look for the exact tree Seizlem told them about.
They walked and walked until their legs went numb and weak. They passed over cold and hot at the same time, noticing several trees on the sides which looked too short or small in size.
