You have reached The Sentinel Tree.
The wilderness is silent here. What do you seek?
I'M FREE. RETURN TO HUB
The Canopy
Align your breath with the rhythm of the wind.
The Branch
What dead weight are you still dragging?
Your words are your own. Nothing is recorded or saved.
Your dead weight has been cut loose.
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The Roots
What dark truth or pain must be buried?
Your words are your own. Nothing is recorded or saved.
What you wrote has been buried and now rests with the earth.
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The Storm
What anger is screaming in your head?
Your words are your own. Nothing is recorded or saved.
The wind has carried your burden away from you.
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