We're Going Home
Inside the invisible dome, lies in the wooden bed was Ivy's immobile body. The tube-like roots were buried in her skin sucking the blood out of her body. Her precious blood was being gathered in the wooden basin below the bed.
A hundred leaves were floating in the air, on standby mode, waiting for any command from their master.
The tree looked at his devoted and loyal servants, he would plant another tree outside. He makes sure the leaves spirits will continue to thrive outside the castle, 'coz the moment he leaves the place, the leaves will only have 100 days to stay alive, they will wither and die. But he can awaken their essence if he will be able to grow another golden tree in a safe place, somewhere.