The melody within Alex shifted once more, a gentle woodwind duet replacing the triumphant brass. The presence of the intelligent trees resonated deeply within them, a newfound respect blooming alongside the thrill of discovery.
The young girl, her name was Kaia, explained further. "The Elders speak for the Greatwood," she said, gesturing towards the colossal tree at the clearing's center. "They are the voice of the forest, the keepers of ancient wisdom."
Intrigued, Alex approached the Greatwood, its gnarled bark cool and surprisingly smooth to the touch. A sense of calm washed over them, a feeling of interconnectedness with the very lifeblood of the forest.
Suddenly, a voice, deep and resonant, echoed within their mind. "Welcome, travelers. We have sensed your arrival."
Alex, momentarily startled, found themself speechless. Echo nudged them gently.
