I found what looked like the remains of a tree today, in the hour or so I dared leave my sanctuary. It was like it had been hollowed while still standing, torn almost like a chair, with the wood in the middle gone entirely and only the layer of bark at the back.
It reminds me of a cocoon, emptied of its creator. Or an egg. What progeny it could yield to!
I was here seven days ago and this was any other tree in the forest. Named and presented before the gods before it's too late, I think idly.
I was reminded of a dream, though not one of mine own. I then retreated to the safety of my sanctuary. I do not think I shall re-emerge for some time.