"What a beautiful day."
He yawned. He stretched. He almost fell. He was glad that he was caught in between two heights of the isolated branches which aided the growth of the enormous tree.
The day had dawned and his body system were begining to react to the changes that they had been acquainted with.
The sun was beginning to rise and sooner, twould seek a proper tent to flex her glory.
Before then, Vulcan should had been able to sort quite the numbers of things and set his priorities right.
He felt some rumbling coming from the guts. He was hungry. He didn't have anything over night. He would have to sort his way out.
He began to climb down the height to the branch that was closer to the earth.
He had no idea if twas a magic or not. He wasn't attacked by a snake on the tree?
That was quite unusual. He had thought that things would go wrongly. Hell wrong he was.