Chapter III: The Silent Garden Endures

This tree was planted by the Mother of Mankind in the first garden. She was no surrogate. Father East, alongside other powers, made attempts to tarnish her name, to hide her stories from the children, marking her grace with symbols of disgrace. Yet, our true Mother tends her garden still. In the silent watch of the night, she speaks to the spirits of her stolen children: “Hold no fear, for our Maker remains near. He shall provide, exceedingly and infinitely, a restoration deeper than the sea, a bounty that outlasts the years.” The ancient trade across the warm sea was the first great fracture, a human tide flowing eastward centuries before the Atlantic’s storm. It is the older whisper in the ledger of loss, a foundational sorrow upon which later, vaster systems were built.

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