I did not know what happened. The tree differed from the others in the area, having a gray aspect, and its branches were falling apart. Its size was considerable too, stretching up many meters up high.
The ancient tree emitted an aura and surprised me with visions of a past civilization; unknown, lost, ancient. Those were the words I found to describe what my eyes witnessed.
Ma Chen stood behind me, and his voice woke me up from my daydreams. "What happened? Are you alright?"
My consciousness returned to the present, and I over-blinked, retreating my hand from the tree. "Visions," I said, "I had visions."
What link did the tree have with the civilization of the visions? Was the civilization what Ju Han referred to? We dived into the depths of the forest for clues, yet it rose even more questions.
"Visions? Can you describe them?"
