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The Last Tree

A young climate activist's quest to save the last remaining tree in a post-apocalyptic world, and the secrets it holds to restoring the planet's ecosystem.

By Yaje Iddrisu MohammedPublished 2 years ago 5 min read

The Last Tree

The sun hung low in the sky, casting an orange hue over the desolate landscape. Once thriving with life, the earth was now a barren wasteland, scorched and lifeless. The air was thick with the smell of decay, a stark reminder of the cost humanity had paid for its recklessness. Amidst this desolation, a single tree stood tall, its leaves rustling softly in the wind, a symbol of hope in a world devoid of it.

Eli, a seventeen-year-old climate activist, stood at the base of this lone survivor, gazing up at its verdant canopy. He had heard the legends of this tree from his grandmother, who spoke of a time when the world was green and lush. But Eli had only known the world as it was now—dead and dying.

He reached out and touched the rough bark, feeling a strange sense of connection. This tree, known as the Last Tree, was said to hold the secrets to restoring the planet's ecosystem. It was his mission to protect it, to uncover its mysteries, and to bring life back to the earth.

The journey to the Last Tree had not been easy. Eli had traversed miles of desolation, faced fierce storms, and evaded marauding scavengers. His only companion was a worn leather satchel filled with precious seeds, the last remnants of a bygone era, given to him by his grandmother. She had made him promise to find the Last Tree and plant these seeds, believing they held the key to the planet's rebirth.

As Eli rested under the tree's shade, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He scanned the horizon, seeing nothing but emptiness. Yet, the sensation persisted. He decided to set up camp for the night, hoping that the tree's presence would offer some protection.

As darkness fell, Eli lit a small fire, the flickering flames casting eerie shadows on the ground. He pulled out a worn journal from his satchel, the pages filled with his grandmother's notes and sketches. According to her, the Last Tree was part of an ancient network of trees that communicated through their roots, sharing nutrients and information. If he could tap into this network, he might be able to unlock the secrets to restoring the earth.

Suddenly, a rustling sound caught Eli's attention. He sprang to his feet, his heart pounding. From the shadows emerged a girl, no older than himself, with wild hair and piercing green eyes. She held up her hands in a gesture of peace.

"Who are you?" Eli demanded, clutching his satchel tightly.

"My name is Maya," she replied softly. "I've been following you. I mean no harm. I'm here to help."

Eli narrowed his eyes, unsure whether to trust her. "Help? How?"

Maya stepped closer, her gaze fixed on the Last Tree. "I know about the tree. My family has protected its secrets for generations. We believe it holds the key to saving our world."

Eli felt a glimmer of hope. "How can we unlock its secrets?"

Maya knelt by the tree's roots, brushing away the dirt to reveal a network of intricate patterns etched into the ground. "These markings are part of an ancient code. If we can decipher them, we might be able to access the tree's knowledge."

Together, they worked through the night, studying the markings and cross-referencing them with Eli's grandmother's notes. It was slow, meticulous work, but as dawn approached, they began to see a pattern emerging.

"Eureka!" Maya exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. "These markings correspond to constellations. The tree is connected to the stars."

Eli looked up at the sky, now starting to lighten with the first hints of dawn. "But what does that mean?"

Maya pointed to a specific constellation, the Pleiades. "My family believed that this constellation is the key. The tree needs to be aligned with the Pleiades to activate its full potential."

Eli's mind raced. "We need to wait until nightfall. The Pleiades will be visible then. But what do we do in the meantime?"

Maya smiled. "We prepare. The tree will need our help to channel its energy. We'll need to gather water and create a circle of protection around it."

They spent the day gathering water from a nearby stream, the last remnant of a once-mighty river. They dug a trench around the tree, filling it with the precious liquid. As the sun set, they lit torches and placed them in a circle, creating a protective barrier of light.

As night fell and the stars emerged, Eli and Maya stood together, watching as the Pleiades constellation rose in the sky. The Last Tree seemed to glow softly, its leaves shimmering in the starlight.

"Now," Maya whispered.

Eli and Maya placed their hands on the tree's trunk, feeling a surge of energy flow through them. The tree's roots glowed, the markings on the ground illuminating as if filled with liquid light. The air hummed with power, and the ground beneath them trembled.

A vision flashed before Eli's eyes—a world reborn, lush and green, teeming with life. He saw forests stretching as far as the eye could see, rivers flowing with crystal-clear water, and animals roaming free. It was a world he had never known but desperately longed for.

As the vision faded, the tree's glow diminished, leaving Eli and Maya breathless and awestruck.

"It worked," Maya said, tears streaming down her face. "The tree has shared its knowledge with us."

Eli nodded, feeling a deep sense of fulfillment. "Now we need to plant the seeds."

They carefully planted the seeds around the Last Tree, each one a promise of new life. As they did, the ground seemed to pulse with energy, the seeds taking root almost instantly. Tiny shoots emerged, reaching for the sky, eager to fulfill their destiny.

Eli and Maya knew their work was far from over. They would need to protect these new trees, nurture them, and spread their seeds far and wide. But for the first time in his life, Eli felt a true sense of hope. The Last Tree had given them the tools to heal the world, and he was determined to see it through.

As they stood together, watching the first rays of dawn break over the horizon, Eli took Maya's hand. "We can do this," he said firmly. "We can bring life back to our world."

Maya squeezed his hand, her eyes shining with determination. "Together, we will."

And so, under the watchful gaze of the Last Tree, they began their quest to restore the planet, driven by hope, courage, and the promise of a better future.

Thank for reading.

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About the Creator

Yaje Iddrisu Mohammed

Yaje Iddrisu Mohammed is an emerging story writer known for his imaginative, profound narratives, exploring complex emotions and societal issues with rich characters and intricate plots, impacting contemporary literature.

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