Herbalists' Cache tide bound

The mind was infinite, she had once heard, but now the sea was bigger than that, expanding past the unknown bounds of imagination. A strange thing to behold. Is it bigger than infinity? she asked. That is not… quite understandable. But again, I will not keep it in my head too long.

A tree with so many fruits in strange forms. That tree does not grow naturally, does it? It is not possible. But then again, impossibility was no longer as easy to define as she believed. Fine, I suppose it is possible if it is the tree of a wolf and not of nature’s will, given that is was shaped by many things other than mere luck.

She tried to search for the meaning of “my tree”, and found none that she knew as of now. But perhaps she would know fully when the time came. I will remember your advice when I find that tree. I suppose even reality can no longer limit it. She laughed to herself, finding it funny for whatever reason. Impossibility would not prevent her from growing lemons and peaches at once.