The great dead remnants of a freshly bisected tree trunk descended, the lifeless face of the whale’s fallen lover staring with an empty gaze as the last of him vanished into the darkness. Papa had always been so kind and warm to his kin, hiding a deep sorrow within his soul that few even suspected, and even fewer knew the truth of; his youth was spent pining over another, and the revolt against the apes had been born of some tragedy that had befallen Papa’s lover. Japanese sex Hours passed, the ape’s might never seeming to wane as Papa Sequoia’s life began to slip away, and soon all of the sorrowful plants abound watched as their papa fell to the ground in a shattering crash. Piece by piece was hacked away, his trunk ravaged for its bark and roasted upon the fire made from his own flesh before being devoured ravenously by the monstrous ape who had
