#tree king

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A quick (and ugly) drawing done with my feets, but with lots of love for my beloved mushroom. 🥹

Happy birthday Hashirama. ♥️

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Tree King Aldrige Gardens Hoover, Alabama October 16, 2021

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"stumpt glom is the the king of tree!....no it is a totally real crown."

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You watch the earth

...I’ll watch the skies

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Tree King Aldridge Gardens Birmingham, Alabama January 15, 2022

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Beaceon (top), and Pamethelon (bottom), in humanoid forms; Part of the collection with Flourenceon from story 27.

28. Multifaceted Crowns (chapter 1 - Crystalline Pears 1/4) part 7. Stories of Magic Forests

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One of the rarest things in the magical world of Ealden Cynedom, is when the Tree King bears fruit. She is the biggest tree, towering above any natural dendrite; And all of her enchanted children. The Tree King is the source of the most misunderstood, and unnoticed, fey. From mandrake, to moon ceros, Calci tree, golden apple, and wise willow; Her children’s whispers echo in every magic forest. The Tree Kingdom plays an important role in the Day Veil’s community. Tree children aid wizards and mages alike, as they are the givers of magic petal, fruit, leaf, stem, and root. They make many potions possible.

 Mythical trees, weeds, and shrubs, that can disappear among mundane gardens, and take joy in mocking the indecent ways of humans. The Tree King’s children, require only water made by men and sunshine to stand sturdy. They are sedentary while providing the most gracious of gifts. This is the Tree King’s inspiration; When creating each of her beloved children, it is for silent love of charity.

 Though many of The Tree King’s children bare magic fruit regularly, she requires something special. A gift if you will, so she may grow iridescent crystalline pears upon her bower. Her tall radiant crown, of pale crystal flowers, must be knotted by the flowers from the crown of her human mage Queen. Only two to four flowers he gives her, from his everblooming wreath, can provide her kingdom with heirs.

These royal children are known as Terralith Trees. The enchanted pearl barked birches, that can bear any enchanted gift of the Tree Kingdom; Sporting a crystal crown of their own, in human and tree forms. This is because they are half human, taking from both their magic mother and mage father. Not only are Terralith Trees the legendary providers of anything one could ask, but they also tend to shepherd magic forests. This is because they are the only tree fey that can walk. But first, they must start as pears, that grow upon branches of wondrous heights.

 After providing the flowers of his crown in spring, Queen Okoko watches and waters his wife with glee; Anticipating the fall of their beloved heirs, from her branches. They glitter like stars as they refract the subdued light of the Shadow Veil. The Tree King must remain in beast form, to grown them; And by autumn, they fall. But their descent is so great, that Queen Okoko must catch them before they shatter on the forest floor. After catching his children, Okoko plants them in a prepared bed of soil, of the orchard at their mother’s roots. They sprout in the following spring, and by their first autumn, they are big enough to toddle as children, into their fathers embrace. If these royal trees are lucky, their mother will replant them in the Day Veil, where they get the honour of tending their little siblings, and witnessing the colourful kingdoms of men.

 One year, early in their true love, the Tree King curiously grew two pears from the two flowers Okoko gave her. Queen Okoko would have to catch the first precious pome, then dash across his wife’s massive trunk to catch the second. He feared the second would shatter, as there was great distance between them. In terror, Okoko watched them ripen, from below the canopy of his other tree children; Fearing he would be unable to save them both. Lucky for Okoko, not only do these pears shine like zirconia, but they make a specific sound when they fall. Like the clink of Champaign flutes.

Standing beneath the first pear, Okoko was able to catch it like their two elder princesses. Okoko lovingly placed the pear in his basket, right as he heard the clink of the second one fall. Okoko was an avid enfeyed gardener, but he was still only human. He had no more or less speed than the average teenager forced to take gym class. Inches from shattering at its mother’s roots, the second pear was caught just in time. Okoko cried in relief that the twins were safe. By sundown, both pears were planted in warm soft beds in the orchard, dampened heartily with love water their father alchemized. He could barely wait to see his little pears sprout cotyledons, and become young saplings ready to take a human form, and waddle warmly into his arms.

 Terralith Trees, as royal fey, bled gold, had heart beats, spoke understandably to all, and were able to feel more emotion and logic then their little siblings. Terralith Trees were not only a magnificent sight, but were also capable of raunchy humor, and wit. Even though they can fruit whatever one asks, just short of wishes, it didn’t mean they would. Unlike their siblings, they could just turn into a human, and walk away. Maybe use vegetative euphemisms to mock requests. At the end of the day, no amount of half-humanness would stop them from being fundamentally legendary shrubs. Most of the time, these princes and princesses of the tree kingdom, were nacre barked, glittery crowned, swirling trees. They only ingested enchanted water, by root or mouth, and basked in sunlight. They lost their leaves and flowers if there was too little day light, but could fruit all year round in a greenhouse; No amount of personality would change that.

 This seemingly irrelevant dump of exposé, may seem like a digression; But it was about to become very important. Not long after the two pears were big enough to take their first steps, the first King Mage was named; Tiberius Blacstorm. As a gift for constructing a massive gate to home their children, the Beast Kings of fey blessed his home with the presence of their heirs. The Tree King chose her little twins, to be the ones to tend Tiberius’s Forest. They were a boy and girl, named Beacon, and Pamethelon; Pet named Bea and Pam. They were planted right Infront of the main entrance of the epicenter; The black tower of Tiberius Gate. They were full of laughter, and loved, caring for their little siblings within the gate; Which extended down into the nearby village.

Bea and Pam, would have been no older then fifteen when they decided to play a game. Tiberius and his daughter had left, and not knowing time as fey, they became board. The chosen pastime was a dare: Whoever stays in tree form, rooted at the towers entrance longest, would get the honour of being first to hug their mage when he returned.

There was a problem however. Due to wizards killing mages out of fear, even though mages are peaceful, Tiberius and his daughter would never to come home. Without a mage, Tiberius Gate closed. Soon, no fey could come nor go, and the thinness of the veils which feed the magic of the forest faded. Thus, the tree children of Tiberius Gate became grey and dormant; And with their siblings, Bea and Pam also fell into an ageless sleep. Soon they forgot what their game was, remained immature and unbosoming. They simply slept, while waiting for their friend to return.

For uncountable years, prince Bea and princess Pam slept at the front of Tiberius Gate’s tower; Until one day, a curious mage decided to visit during a sleepless night. Finding Tiberius’s instructions to open the gate, he decided to bond with it; Waking the magic forest. The first trees to bare leaves and flowers, turned out to be the royal ones. Bea and Pam awoke to greet their mage, maintaining dendric form; For their bet had been forgotten.

The mage they awoke too, was not Tiberius, but Morgan Cynedom. Centuries had passed since their beloved friend’s death. Normally, this is where a fairy tale would end. Unfortunately for our twin trees, this is where things became a bit more complicated.

NEXT--->

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BONUS ILLUSTRATIONS: Fish King(beast form), Tree King (human form), Fairy King

Did a lot of beast king concepts for Tale 20: What The Wagon was For. But I didn’t post them..... last year I posted some for The Raven King, and Monkey King, but not these. Oh wait, I missed one; The Rat King.....