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[i][=#A880D0]Hum.
It seems that my eyes have worsened yet again. But my oh my! What is this? Rain! Torrential rain! Oh, horrors, I do think I am disliking this rain very much! It is so wet! So slippery and muddy! Why, any deer would catch a cold, staying out here!
So I dash and run, searching for some sort of shelter, the rain stinging my eyes. I see a dark shadow up ahead; a huge tree with magnificent branches spreading out to the sky. Shelter! Yes, shelter. to my surprise, the tree is hollow! Oh, much better.
This is a strange old tree, for it hums gently... Hum. It is peaceful, and slightly warm within this tree's hollow. There is a squirrel sheltering here as well, and another stag. A fawn joins me for a short time and then dashes off again to play in the rain. The poor dear. He'll get sick, surely.
But my! Is that my friend Seed? Yes... Yes, I think so... I can't quite tell from this distance... Oh, there! Yes, it is Seed! And he has some lovely candles in his antlers. Hum, see how the rain does not make them go out! Those will keep us warm and toasty in the Giant Tree. How thoughtful of dear Seed!
We spend a little time casting upon a plain-pelted stag, but soon we settle down to sitting at the Tree's entrance and watching the rain. Rain... Why did I dislike the rain, again?...
Oh... Oh, yes... Rain was what caused the floods. Too much rain... Too much water... and it all...
Never mind.
