Kindly Executor

Unevolved

Whether it is rain from the heavens or blood flicked from a blade, the forest drinks up nutrients as once-companions sink teeth into ideals. The fighting grows.

Evolved

Sparks alight the ancient trunks, burning back history ring by ring. Down to once-avid mentors who forgot how to listen, down to mothers withered past recognition—to ash, to dirt. All old must burn to nurture new earth.