Blue pill Red pill

Sabilla loved to lean on old trees. The shade was cool and bark felt chill on her skin. A gentle breeze that blew through the forest brushed gently against her cheek. Sometimes a beast of the forest would wander here to keep her company, be it a lonely bachelor wolf or a solitary bear. Sabilla felt a connection to the beasts, since they wouldn’t flee from her. They had an understanding, trust that could never be broken. Neither would hurt the other, and they would remain coexisting in harmony.  Sabilla’s eyes peered up at the light that trickled between the leaves. There was a time she yearned to feel the warmth and light, to be able to step out of the shadows and soar together with the birds. But that was never her purpose. She could live the light through her sister. The dark, ever alert eyes turned to glance to nearby stream. There she was, the light of the forest. A small river splashed as Sorina made circles in it with her hands. The water reflected the sunlight onto he...

It was quiet in the council of the Forest King. The King sat on his mighty throne and looked upon his green land, the high trees, the rays of sun coming through the leaves and dotting the forest floor. For the first time in a millenia he felt at ease with his kingdom, but he had no one to share this serenity with. The Forest King searched for advice in the animals, and found a pattern. Everything has continuity, someone or something to continue their existence after they’re gone.  The Forest King smiled with a thought. He reached down and took a handful of moss, dirt and roots in his large but gentle hand.   He started molding, fashioning, detailing, until the he had formed a figure of a human of the soil. He set the figure down on a mossy rock in the shadow of an old pine tree. He cast a spell so powerful, that the whole forest held its breath. ’’From the soil and roots you will be born. Your ears will hear the smallest rustle, even the steps of ants. ...