Mid-Week Flash Challenge - Week 212

This week's picture prompt was taken by Blacklist Media on Flicker. The picture is called The Ghost Forest. It is called the Neskowin Ghost Forest, and is located in Neskowin in Tillamook County, Oregon, United States. It is the remains of an ancient forest believed to be about 2000 years old. Researchers believe they died due to an earthquake in North West and a subsequent Tsunarmi dated 26 January 1700. You can read more about it here.  

It's a Tricky Book 2 snippet again this week. (Last Tricky Tale was on Week 209)

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As Tricky came over the hill she saw the lake glistening in the afternoon sun. The water was low today. No one understood how it could ebb and flow like it did, being that it was miles from the sea, but there were times it was high and times it was low. Today it was low and it uncovered the remains of the forest that had been there before the shift.

There was something sacred about the stumps when they were exposed; trees at their most raw and vulnerable. People thought they were dead, but they knew little about how forests lived and maintained their community. These trees might not produce foliage anymore but their lineage had not been forgotten. The underground system of roots meant that there was always food for them, and they still added historic value by informing the new growth of their ancestry. Much like humans felt a sense of belonging by knowing where they came from, trees used the stumps of those past to learn about how to live in the present.

Tricky approached the shore and the closest stump. She put her hand on it, and felt the energy flow into her. It was strong and bold, and as bright as if it was a hundred foot tall. But she also knew it was linked to all the other stumps and the living trees as they resonated with the same energy flowing through them. Some were brighter than others and had their own vibration, and the depth of green altered, but they lived as one. Her heart filled with love for them, and she skipped off into the woods on this side of the lake to find the glade where she would make contact with The Rabble.