The Word Sanctuary

Part 5

A week passed with nothing much to say about it. Though the plants got worse, nothing much happened. Mira came to escort her in, she went around checking in on plants and tending to them, and Mira escorted her out. That was it. Nothing else.

But it was on the eighth day that things happened.

Emmy had been tending to the plants describing going to bed and having your mother tuck you in.

It was strange, taking care of these plants. They weren't like normal plants; they didn't need watering or anything. They needed encouragement. And... occasionally, watering. But though they only had words on them, it seemed like they also had souls. It was certainly strange.

She had just finished encouraging a plant when she heard the odd noise.

It was a clunk, and it occurred in a series. Clunk, clunk, clunk. It was quite annoying, but most peculiar of all was that it was coming from The Tree Of Love.

Emmy needed to protect. So she went to investigate.

The tree was orderly as usual, but there was a gigantic hole in the base of the tree! It was huge! And it hadn't been there before. The clunking was coming from there. Not once in her time there had she investigated anything, mostly because nothing had happened. But she felt a certain kind of thrill as she slid into the fissure. She was helping out. This could be it.

Little did she know it was it.