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>You had it.
>You took a deep breath, drawing in the mossy and decaying scent.
>A soft wind blew through the forest.
>It hummed and whistled.
>Trees bobbed and grasses waved in congratulations.
>Finally, the ‘aha’ moment.
>Your eureka.
>Knees dug into the soft earth further.
>Bracing your left arm on the ground, you bent lower.
>What did this look like?
>What would others see?
>With your right paw above a tiny sapling, you did it again.
>Weeks of practice bore fruit.
>You found the muscle.
>The invisible, wraithlike force you controlled consciously and unconsciously.
>It twitched.
>You made it do so.
>And asked it to do so.
>Without thinking, it did so.
>Lavender glowed beneath your paw, drawing up energies only the faithful believed in.
>The sapling went crooked.
>Slowly, its leaves were too great to bear.
>The healthy green faded to browns and yellows.
>You felt it flow like a liquid through a straw.
>From the tips of its roots, life flowed to your paw-hand.
>It danced and mixed with your own vibrant aura.
>To anyone else, they would see the incredible pulses of eldritch energy.
>The lavender inferno of life.
>But more happened beneath.
>And only you were privy to see it.
>Strings of the sapling’s creation weaved through your fingers.
>It was not there willingly, but it bore no grudge.
>A higher being willed it so.
>What place did it have demanding favors of you?
>But the desire to return was strong.
>The sapling was surviving beneath the canopy.
>It was a hard fight.
>Scraps of light were fought for.
>Its parents above dominated the skyline, taking nearly all sustenance.
>This was a feisty spirit.
>It wanted to win.
>To live.
>Relaxing, the aura flowed back to its source.
>As all aura desired.
>You let it go.
>A small shockwave rolled down the sapling, and over the grasses nearby.
>Balance was restored.