[Mokuren is in her front yard, kneeling next to the young oak tree, with her ear to its trunk, muttering. She hasn't even bothered to get dressed this morning, and she's getting grass stains on her white nightgown. She looks haggard, as if she hasn't gotten enough sleep. She hits the tree once with her fist, as if that might get a reaction out of
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Hey! Hey...what's wrong?
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Oh, I, I'm sorry if I disturbed you. [She forces a smile.] I'll be okay.
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That won't help you.
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I, I can certainly see the results for myself. [She manages to keep her voice mostly steady, though there's still a tremble in it.]
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However you heard them before, our captors have taken it away from you now. And even if you could hear them, they have nothing to say. Everything here is dead.
It is... unsettling.
[...But she's also not terribly happy with being unable to communicate with nature, either, as you might be able to tell from the slight twinge of remorse in her voice.]
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I can't believe that they're dead.
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