ARC 1 - THE LAST DRYAD
Rhaia looked up at the tree smiling down at her. She was shocked, although she had made countless mental preparations, she still couldn't help but marvel at what was in front of her.
The old tree laughed at the little girl petrified and flicked her forehead with one of its smaller branches.
Rhaia came to and swallowed. In her world, she has heard of dryads but she had never met one. She has never left the protection of her parents and when she finally left, it was to get married.
She looked at what she thought was an ordinary old tree and took a step backwards. It looked like it could swallow her in a gulp from how wide it's face was.
It was like an old human face imprinted on its large trunk.
Rhaia opened her eyes wide and stared at the tree as it stared back at her.
Its aged eyes full of wisdom.
"Child, don't be afraid. You seem tired and look like you have been searching for something. What is it? Tell Grandpa your troubles"