the holi tree was in bloom, between the two sharply pionted mountains, hellot, and hetell`e.
the tree only bloomed every 30 years. it was a good sign a sign of prospertity. yet this time the tree had bloomed purple instead of blue, a sign that the tree was ready to produce fruit. a tree only produces fruit twice in it's life time, a span averaging 500 years. it happened to the last 87 trees, 3 years before they died.
it was now happening to this tree.
once the fruit had ripend half were to be picked by females and the other half were to let fall and be picked up by males. the trees always produce an even amount of fruit.
the fruit was to be planted in two rows. one belonging to the females the other to the males. the rows were to be 1 foot apart and each pair of fruit were to be planted 10 meters from each other.the only hope for the fruits to grow into trees was that the couples who had planted them would marry for love.
the couples had three years, after thet the fruit would rot and the tree would die.
but if even one couple married for love the old tree would live untill the new tree was three feet tall.it would then bare its last fruit, from which could be squeesed the water of life.
every 500 years the people would drink of this water and live the rest of thier life in perfect health.
thus bagan the histories...
"As long as the tree liveth
the peace liveth
as long as the peace liveth
the people liveth
when the tree die
we die."
Elrael (aka thea)
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
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