zym, dream tree

[zymology]

The tree of dreams was an interesting botanic specimen, to say the least. It broke the rules of physics and biology of the physical world, which in itself was amazing, but it also thrived in it's state and even seemed to grow larger as time passed. All of this, Vincent had read in books, but seeing it in person was something quite different. It, quite simply put, blew his mind.

His plan had all along been to take a sample of the tree. But as he closed in on it's trunk, he felt so much at peace that he couldn't even bother to take up his research kit. Instead, he looked closely at the tree, smelled it, listened to it - even tasted it with a lick! And it was magnificent. Was that a hint of cinnamon on the tip of his tongue?

[tuyet]

FOR VINCENT water stone

[zymology]

Now, as Vincent had gotten to know the tree, he wanted to test it. How fantastic was it, really? It was obviously amazing in it's size and beauty, but how about rigidity? What about it's natural defenses? With that in mind, Vincent opened his bag and took out his scalpel.

First, Vincent gave the side of the tree a gentle cut. Not even a dent. There was no sign of injury to the tree. He stopped being gentle, and commenced sawing at the bark, quite rigorously. Still, the tree stood unharmed. A sigh of frustration later, and Vincent could be seen stabbing at the tree with all his might repetedly, screaming a curse word now and then. The tree stood, as always, gloriously and unharmed.