Chapter 45

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As they walked together, Sprout, the Earth Guardian woman, took a moment to introduce herself to Furie. "I am Sprout, Leaf's mother," she said with a warm smile. Furie reciprocated the introduction, expressing, "Nice to meet you, Sprout." Throughout their walk through the ethereal landscape of clouds, Sprout explained that she had sensed Furie's arrival due to the numerous message spheres surrounding her son's unconscious form. She noted the variety of elements in the spheres, comprising a mix of earth, fire, water, and air. Furie, feeling a bit self-conscious, mumbled, "It is a long story. I was just worried about Leaf." Sprout, understanding and empathetic, offered a soft smile in return.

Eventually, Sprout led Furie to a particular green door along the cloud corridors. Pausing, Sprout informed Furie that she could go inside to see Leaf. Furie, filled with a mix of apprehension and determination, stepped forward to confront the unknown that lay beyond.

The room Furie entered was a healing sanctuary crafted under the theme of Earth. The atmosphere resonated with a tranquil energy, providing a sense of calmness. The centerpiece was a bed made of soft, lush moss, on which Leaf lay resting. A delicate blanket woven from tiny leaves rested lightly on his chest. Nature seemed to seep through the very walls, creating an ambiance as if the room were an extension of the forest itself. Furie could have sworn she heard the gentle melody of a bird singing, though it might have been a product of her imagination.

As Furie approached Leaf, she noticed her message spheres buzzing in the air, suspended above him like ethereal messengers waiting for their moment to be opened. The sight brought a smile to Furie's face, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—relief, a touch of embarrassment for her past overreaction, and an overwhelming sense of concern for Leaf. In this natural haven, surrounded by the soothing elements of Earth, Furie took a moment to gather her thoughts before addressing the unconscious Guardian before her.

Relief flooded Furie when she saw Leaf's chest gently rising and falling with each breath. He was breathing—alive and seemingly at peace in his rest. With a grateful sigh, Furie moved closer, gently taking one of Leaf's hands in hers. She whispered words of encouragement, her voice soft and filled with the hope that he would wake soon. "I'll be here. Please, wake up soon."

As the evening passed, the room maintained its serene atmosphere. The ambient glow of Earth magic provided a gentle illumination, creating a soothing environment. Furie, refusing to leave Leaf's side, eventually succumbed to the fatigue that had accumulated throughout the day. She settled into a peaceful sleep in the comforting confines of the healing room, surrounded by the earthy energy that enveloped the space. In the quiet of the night, Furie stirred suddenly, her eyes flickering open. The room was dimly lit, and she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder. 

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