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- Something stirs within the Tree. I feel uneasy, as though eyes peer at me from under dark waters. I checked once again for the sapthief beetles that so disturbed the Tree last season, even though this feeling is different, but found no evidence of their return. I stayed among the roots late into the night, unable to sleep with the unsteady vibration in my bones. I have cared for this Hist nearly all my years and have always been able to find the cause of the few troubles it feels. I shall call out to the fellow Tree Minders—perhaps they know more than I.