The Tree That Remembered Every Touch
Memory stored in bark
Whenever someone touched its trunk with genuine emotion, the tree absorbed the feeling. Joy brightened its leaves; sorrow made its roots hum softly. When it finally fell in a storm, people said they heard hundreds of voices sighing—not in pain, but in gratitude.
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