Things just got weird here
"Well...thats new..."
She looked out the window of the small hunting lodge and sighed. A quick glance told her that the ash tree had been there at least a hundred years.
Too bad she remembered the first time she saw it. As a sapling. Six weeks ago. The bench she had set beneath it had been transformed into a wishing well out of fairy tales.
"Fuck. First I'm overrun by beavers, now I have a magic fucking tree. Great. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"
She pulled out her phone and went to work. She had a feeling it was going to be a long winter.
She looked out the window of the small hunting lodge and sighed. A quick glance told her that the ash tree had been there at least a hundred years.
Too bad she remembered the first time she saw it. As a sapling. Six weeks ago. The bench she had set beneath it had been transformed into a wishing well out of fairy tales.
"Fuck. First I'm overrun by beavers, now I have a magic fucking tree. Great. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"
She pulled out her phone and went to work. She had a feeling it was going to be a long winter.