The wolf's Heart

I stood at the base of the Great Tree, its ancient roots stretching out into the forest like fingers. The tugging in my mind was still there, but it was different now. It was not an urgent call, but a gentle urging. As if the Great Tree was asking me to come closer, to reach out and touch it.

I hesitated, unsure of what to do. I had never felt anything like this before. But something inside me told me to take the risk. So, I reached out and placed my hand on the rough,I placed my hand on the rough, gnarled bark of the Great Tree. The moment my skin made contact, a shock of energy shot through me. I felt myself being pulled into the tree, as if I was being pulled into its very soul. And then, I found myself in a strange, otherworldly realm.

I was in a vast, open space, with no visible walls or boundaries. The floor was a soft, green moss, and the air was filled with the scent of flowers and growing things. And before me stood the Great Tree, but it was different now. It was no longer a