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"Through the Snowy Woods" by sleepiestkitty
It began with a Brain Quest and a Snowflake. Rather unusual for the Brain Tree to request a Snowflake of all things he could ask for; it is what it is, however. And what will be, will be. And what “will be” turned out to be… “…a very rare, never-before-seen snowflake straight out of the legends,” the Brain Tree was saying. His large, round upper form took on the shape of a brain — if brains were made up of dry autumnal leaves and long branches that snapped and rustled each time a breeze blew — while his lower body appeared to be an average thick tree trunk of dark wood after a storm. He gestured with his branches now as if to say, “Good luck with that.” Chloe the Yellow Kacheek felt her mouth pull up into a smile as she signed. Impossible. If not for the Brain Tree’s education in Non-Verbal Communications — including her own learning under the close tutelage of her parents and a specialized tutor when she was younger — they would not have been able to communicate at all. Chloe felt a great sense of warmth and gratitude towards the infamous figure of the Haunted Woods. Brain Tree rustled his bare branches in the air. A show of good-natured laughter. “Not impossible, Chloe.” How so? “Because there is truth in the legend.” He stopped to consider his words. “And in truth lies all the answers you’ll ever need.”

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