Kaldau 14-16, 258: Escape, The Tree

Kaldau 14, 258

I've been in this village a couple of days now, and I t hink I'm losing track of time. I think it's the 14th...it could be tghe next year. Sometimes I have moments of clarity, and they are filled with them demanding I "Partake of the fruit." I don't know what's going to happen to me. DO NOT EAT THE FOOD. I don't know what they do with it. Magic probably. Though I do know i"ll be leaving today.

Kaldau 16, 258

I've been traveling north for a couple of days. I'm starting to feel like myself. Though, last night, I had a dream. A tree, so massive, dying, yet still the branches extended and tangled together, twisting...hmmm. The clouds were soft, white and pink, almost foam like what you'd find at the sea. Roots dug in and out of the earth. I have never seen such a sight. I was so scared. Yet... It was rather beautiful. A drawing is on the opposite page showing the tree. "The clouds were soft, almost bubbling like sea foam. A tree, branches twisted, extended, tangled."

Supplemental: I've since found this Unknowable Tree again...it wasn't a dream but rather an altered state of mind. The branches are incredibly tangled and seemed to always be just outside my field of vision. The bark was gnarled and twisting in on itself while somehow simultaneously stretching and existing beyond the physical boundaries of the tree. I'm sure something useful could be gotten from it, but the risks seem far too great to actually attempt such a feat on my own.