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“I love this tree,” Blue said finally, in English. “You don’t have any claim to it. If anyone could live inside it, it should be me. I’ve loved it way longer than you could have.”

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Cool damp at her feet. No. Her roots. Stars pressing down above her, so close that they could surely be reachable if only she grew a few more inches. A warm, vital skin of bark.

This was the shape of her soul. This was what she had been missing. This was how she felt in her human skin, tree-shaped feelings in a human body. What a slow, stretching joy.

- The Raven King, Chapters 46 & 47

Tree Lights, West Jordan, Utah