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Saraceaser
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He looked at her, but then looked away as he thought, scratching the back of his head as he thought.
"Well, I don't remember it that well, but I guess I can explain the main idea," he said as he walked around the trunk of the tree to the other side. "Basically, the story is that a long time ago, there was a very kindhearted girl, named Sera, who would sit underneath this tree everyday. One day, as she made her way to this tree, she saw someone deathly wounded lying beneath it. Clearly upset at such a sight, she quickly helped him, and thanks to her quick thinking, saved his life. She brought him back to her home she had to herself thanks to the help of the villagers, where she nursed the sickly stranger back to health. After a few days, he almost fully recovered, and once realized he owed his life to her, he quickly came to respect the girl.
He, who was found to be named Eraph, quickly came to befriend her. Sera was more than happy to make friends, and the two swiftly became close. As time went on, friendship gave way to something more, and they were dubbed partners for life a few years later. But Eraph wasn't as he seemed with the waning and waxing of the moon.
Though she noticed his strange behavior, she never questioned it till that fateful day. One day, the time of the full moon, he finally broke. Eraph became completely raged, destroying almost everything in the house before taking off into the woods, a shocked Sera watching. The villagers all rallied together, hunting him down as their suspicion grew into hatred.
She chased him through the woods, and by dusk she finally found him at their favorite place, the tree. He was standing in the shadow of the tree, and because of the sinking sun, she couldn't see him very well till she approached him. When she saw what he was, she was completely taken aback, as you can imagine.
His body was completely covered in fur, grey-ish black. His ears were morphed between a dog's and a human's, and from he had a tail that was very bushy. When he looked at her, he slowly grew less like a human and more animal in form till, with the moon overhead, his transformation was complete. He had turned into a wolf the size of a small house, but he wasn't vicious at all. When she got over her fear and stepped closer, he slowly linked backwards behind the tree.
When he finally stopped as she continued her approach, she reached out her hand with that same, kind smile. Right when he reached out to her, the angered villagers came, and before they realized that Sera was there, someone threw a weapon, a spear, straight at her by accident. But before she could be impaled, the spear struck Eraph, who had kept in front of his beloved. He died immediately, the spear having struck right into his heart.
Heartbroken, Sera cried for days in her home. As years went by, her heart still longed for her beloved, and she would still visit the tree each day, but would carry flowers, for they had buried him right beneath the tree. One day, years later, the neighbors who were worried went to the tree to look for Sera, but found she had passed away peacefully beneath her tree.
Since that day, they called this tree the Sera and Eraph Tree, but as time went on it was shortened to the Seraph Tree. Or so the story goes," he finished, stepping away from the trunk with a leaf he had picked up in his hand.
"But that's just the legend. So much for happy endings, am I right?" He shrugged as studied the leaf in his hands.
"Well, I don't remember it that well, but I guess I can explain the main idea," he said as he walked around the trunk of the tree to the other side. "Basically, the story is that a long time ago, there was a very kindhearted girl, named Sera, who would sit underneath this tree everyday. One day, as she made her way to this tree, she saw someone deathly wounded lying beneath it. Clearly upset at such a sight, she quickly helped him, and thanks to her quick thinking, saved his life. She brought him back to her home she had to herself thanks to the help of the villagers, where she nursed the sickly stranger back to health. After a few days, he almost fully recovered, and once realized he owed his life to her, he quickly came to respect the girl.
He, who was found to be named Eraph, quickly came to befriend her. Sera was more than happy to make friends, and the two swiftly became close. As time went on, friendship gave way to something more, and they were dubbed partners for life a few years later. But Eraph wasn't as he seemed with the waning and waxing of the moon.
Though she noticed his strange behavior, she never questioned it till that fateful day. One day, the time of the full moon, he finally broke. Eraph became completely raged, destroying almost everything in the house before taking off into the woods, a shocked Sera watching. The villagers all rallied together, hunting him down as their suspicion grew into hatred.
She chased him through the woods, and by dusk she finally found him at their favorite place, the tree. He was standing in the shadow of the tree, and because of the sinking sun, she couldn't see him very well till she approached him. When she saw what he was, she was completely taken aback, as you can imagine.
His body was completely covered in fur, grey-ish black. His ears were morphed between a dog's and a human's, and from he had a tail that was very bushy. When he looked at her, he slowly grew less like a human and more animal in form till, with the moon overhead, his transformation was complete. He had turned into a wolf the size of a small house, but he wasn't vicious at all. When she got over her fear and stepped closer, he slowly linked backwards behind the tree.
When he finally stopped as she continued her approach, she reached out her hand with that same, kind smile. Right when he reached out to her, the angered villagers came, and before they realized that Sera was there, someone threw a weapon, a spear, straight at her by accident. But before she could be impaled, the spear struck Eraph, who had kept in front of his beloved. He died immediately, the spear having struck right into his heart.
Heartbroken, Sera cried for days in her home. As years went by, her heart still longed for her beloved, and she would still visit the tree each day, but would carry flowers, for they had buried him right beneath the tree. One day, years later, the neighbors who were worried went to the tree to look for Sera, but found she had passed away peacefully beneath her tree.
Since that day, they called this tree the Sera and Eraph Tree, but as time went on it was shortened to the Seraph Tree. Or so the story goes," he finished, stepping away from the trunk with a leaf he had picked up in his hand.
"But that's just the legend. So much for happy endings, am I right?" He shrugged as studied the leaf in his hands.
