Whispers of Trees in Distress

The Trees of Doubt are whispering among themselves, wondering if they'll ever see another spring. The wind is howling, the rain is pouring, and their roots are feeling the strain.

Will they ever regain their vibrancy, or will they succumb to the darkness?

Prophecies of Despair

"The forest will burn, and we will be the fuel," warns Tree 3456, the grumpiest of them all.

Or, as Tree 42, the optimist, says, "We'll be fine. We've been through worse. Like that one time the squirrels had a rave party in our branches and we thought we were going to get a root canal."

But what do they know? They're just trees. They don't even have a good therapist.