I wonder whether we are meant to enact a second unveiling whether this is to be a peeling away of an existence nurtured within its bark. They are vying for dominance within its every particle. It acts as an engine of integration, incorporating that which it contacts into its structure. It is fluid in nature-no, Asher, not physically. I am only now beginning to record its most lightly guarded secrets. With the Tree's parent felled in the Black Garden, this may be a rarely given opportunity. It has grown, and from it, the Guardian has taken a Seed that we intend to use for study.
That you would not come yourself, I will say nothing. Now, Ikora, to the matter of your inquiry-thank you for that, by the way. There is little time, and it may be all we have left. Where they went, I simply walk a parallel road. I know you see the worth long have the thanatonauts delved into these questions. I cannot ignore it, nor can I purge it-that much you should know. I sense the tension brimming at the forefront of our correspondences, and I feel the need to again impress upon you the gravity of our current standing. I write out of concern, and independently, my findings.
