I’d only heard rumors of the Magic Tree. I had no idea if they were true and, honestly, I’m still half disbelieving of it despite the story I’m about to tell you. If you have faith in what I say, I’m grateful. If you don’t, I bear no ill will towards you. But either way, please shout out in the comments what secrets or sophistries you think I found through its twisting branches.
22nd August 2012 – This was the date I found the Magic Tree. I had been told it lay in on the shore of a blue ocean, with roots stretching through the sand. Rumors claimed it had the appearance of deadwood but was alive within – holding secrets only those who touch it could possibly discover. They said it had only ever been seen and touched by two previous travelers; an unnamed pirate in the 16th century who had been thrown overboard and come upon it when swimming to shore and an explorer named Francis Mölo in 1952 who had sought to validate the claims of the pirate (apparently he succeeded in finding the tree but failed to return home with necessary proof of its existence).
I had arrived in the country of the Magic Tree at the start of the month. I traveled there straight from finding my final clue, which I discovered when hiking to the peak of Macho Picchu in July. I call it a clue but it only acted as such to one who already knew of the tree and its story. For others, the clue would have been little more than a meaningless drawing carved into stone. Most would not have given it a second glance. But for me it was the spark that set my quest on fire. After all the stories, all the rumors, all the red herrings and wasted journeys, this is what I needed and I stumbled upon it without even trying.
The clue was a map which detailed the tree’s exact location and, after 3 weeks of traveling through forests, across sands and down rivers, it led me straight to the tree. As soon as I spotted it along the beach I began to run, forgetting the endless and treacherous adventures which had pushed me here.
Just as the rumors had prophesied, the tree sprung out from the ocean, weighted to the sand through the millennia. Of course, when I reached it I had to touch it to see if what they had said could really be true. Did the tree contain secrets? And if it did, what would its eternal wisdom tell me?
As my palm hit the branch I felt a strong sensation pour through my veins. It was as if the tree was running on some current fed to it from the Earth’s core. And as the energy of the tree surged into me, I felt a voice whisper from the ocean.
“Lomographer – Don’t think. You’ll look far and wide but you’ll return to your roots. Something new will reach you soon. Get ready to forget the rules again”.
And as the final word stretched through my body, the voice faded and receded back into to the tree branches.
The Challenge For You…
It’s now been over 2 years since I touched the Magic Tree and still I have no idea what it was trying to tell me. What Lomographic secret do you think it was informing me of? Please help me by commenting below with your guesses.
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