The Whispering Fig Tree

Long before roads were built before time had a name there was a

village that feared one tree. They called it The Whispering Fig Tree.

At night when the world fell silent the tree whispered names.

Just quiet enough for you to recognize your own. The elders warned the children:

If the tree calls you do not answer. One night a hunter followed the

whisper. Believing it was a familiar voice. He never returned. The tree does

not eat the lost. It absorbs them. Their memories. Their regrets.

So if you hear your name at night ask yourself is it calling you