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... ’re as symbolic to the west as cherry blossoms are to spring.
And Lunaria?
Lunaria sits far to the east, warm and humid—completely unsuitable for Senril trees.
Elena’s brows knit together, confusion deepening.
"But then... where are we? And if that’s not the World Tree of the elves, then what...?"
Her voice trailed off as she looked back up.
The gargantuan tree towered so high its peak vanished into the clouds.
Its presence alone felt ancie ...
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