>Guess that was pointless after all, all we really have to go on now are those distant trees.
>Walk in the direction of the nearest tree while keeping an... eye? ear? whatever out for gaps.
>Unsatisfied with your findings, you decide to go investigate one of the trees.
>There are a few trees scattered about in several directions. One to your left seems to be perhaps half a mile away. The furthest one out you can see is ahead and to the right. you can barely even make it out against the horizon. There four others, as well. Two of them behind you, another that is to the left and behind you, and one to the right and behind you. You choose the nearest one, and begin to progress.
>The plantlife here tends to tickle you legs and you walk through it, but aside from that it is not difficult to move through. You do note that it is very resilient; it doesn't take long after you walk through for it to spring back up. Aside from the soft hiss of the swaying fronds, you don't hear much else but your footsteps and your ears ringing. Thankfully, the ringing is beginning to fade as your ears adapt to the air pressure here, but you still feel it pressing upon you strongly in every direction, despite the lack of wind. The pink motes of light continue to glow into existence and fade away as you walk, seemingly at random.
>As the minutes pass and you draw closer to the tree, you find yourself hard-pressed to tell what kind it is. It is a thin one, perhaps thirty or so feet tall. The branches are sparse, and the leaves do not seem to be prevalent, either. As you come within a dozen or so yards of it, you notice a sort of swell in the ground, previously concealed by the flora. It is dark brown, rising from the ground for a few yards from left to right before sinking back below. You can already feel the vague sense of unease as you note it seems to be identical to the roots that you saw in the caverns.
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