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The creature's eyes opened, brown eyes that almost seemed wooden. It's body was rooted into the ground, taking in water and nutrients from the very earth it slept upon. On it's moss-covered body were tiny orifices that let out gentle spores, those who landed on the ground created little mushrooms.
The mushrooms surrounded it, a tribute to the ground for the gifts it was given. It raised it's body, the roots growing on it's underbelly recoiling and entering back into it's body. The fungus on it's face was worn like a strange organic mask, growing past the face and fanning out like the rays of the Sun itself.
The creature had no recollection of who it was, what it's purpose was, if it had any family...there were only faint memories.
Laying on the ground, watching a large deer walk away...crying...
Closing it's eyes, feeling it's body slip away...
Then gentle roots raised up, they attached to it, gave it a way to live...
The creature was able to stand and walk for the first time, all alone, but always hearing voices. The land was speaking to it, telling it that things would be okay, giving it the body it had today.
The creature was neither male nor female. It simply was.
It had never interacted with others like it, so speaking would be strange to it. It has only understood the whispers of plants and trees, it has never spoken to another deer.
But it is kind, and would never harm another. It hoped to fill kindness and compassion to those it met.
The strange creature continued on in the new Forest, leaving the little mushrooms behind, being very careful not to step on the delicate little creations. It soon found a sleeping fawn, and sitting by it, the creature rooted and watched the other slumber politely. The spores were released, and as they gently floated to the ground, the tiny mushrooms grew on the fawn's dappled fur.
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