Chapter 173: Zingfinold Boot Camp Part 1

"Let's start with the basics - this is an Eckle tree."

Walker gestures to the massive trunk on his left. Only part of the rope-like texture is visible past the low-hanging lime green leaves. They fall in different degrees, some hanging high, lost in the shimmering green canopy above while others dip low to the ground and some, mere inches from touching it. The leaves are everywhere, bulging from the swollen trunk like a glistening lime halo. They collide with other halos to create a shield of green curtains that offer glimpses of the brown bark beneath and sometimes, when the leaves hang higher, the bit of space between the Eckles.