156 Easy Peasy

After the final passing of the Silvermoon Azaleas, Reed and Lu'um continued on their journey through time as planned. Spring wilted and in return, the arrival of summer heralded a vision of greenery so lush, Reed thought the grasslands as a living painting in perpetual motion. 

Green stalks of tall grass danced merrily in the breeze as far as the eye could see. A contingent of great trees stood tall in the middle of the grasslands, here and there, as if they were nature's own knights. The stood sentry in the arcadian landscape as they oversaw the rise and fall of the seasons. 

For thousands of years, they had overseen the growth of the Silvermoon Azaleas and would continue to do so, under the command of their father, Velvund. It was he who had planted them in the grasslands as mere saplings in an age long forgotten by himself along with the flowers.