Nature's Prophet
When Verodicia, Goddess of the Woods, had finished filling in the green
places, having planted the coiled-up spirit in the seed, having lured
the twining waters from deep within the rock, having sworn the sun its
full attention to the growing things, she realized that her own time had
reached its end, and like one of the leaves whose fate she had
imprinted in the seed, she would fall without seeing the fruiting of her
dream. It pained her to leave the world bereft, for the sprouts had not
yet broken through the soil--and they would be tender and vulnerable to
every sort of harm. She found in her
seed pouch one last seed that she
had missed in the sowing. She spoke a single word into the seed and
swallowed it as she fell. Her vast body decomposed throughout the long
winter, becoming the humus that would feed the seedlings in the spring.
And on the morning of the vernal equinox, before the rest of the forest
had begun to wake, that last seed ripened and burst in an instant. From
it stepped Nature's Prophet, in full leaf, strong and wise, possessing
Verodicia's power to foresee where he would be needed most in defense of
the green places--and any who might be fortunate enough to call him an
ally. 
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