Once upon a time,
There lived a forbidden love. So envious of the lovers, the villagers hunted the couple down. The sweethearts called upon the dryads begging for a haven. No avail. Murdered by axes, blood stained the land. Angry spirits chased the monsters away. Over the seasons, the soil claimed the bodies. Trees grew large and thick, branches intertwined like a lover’s embrace. Together forever.
“And they all lived happily ever after. Yeah right, Grandma. Pull the other one.”
Grandma shrugged, and the pair walked off.
Branches caressed each other. The fused dryads whispered sweet nothings into the breeze.