-- POV Freya --
The sun was beginning to set and the sky was turning a fiery red as we all searched the tree and the surrounding area. This had been going on for two hours but so far we hadn't found anything interesting and the more time passed, the more patience I lost.
*Nothing, still nothing !*
The tree was huge and up close even more magnificent. Its trunk seemed to be carved out of glass as pure as crystal, with patterns that were nothing in particular but undeniably beautiful. Its long branches fell over the lake and each of its leaves shone like a white jewel that we could not find anywhere else. A thin layer of water slid along its structure, giving it the impression of being in motion, making the patterns on its trunk move like a dance.
