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    Tales of the Oak
    Tales of the Oak
    Tales of the Oak
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    Tales of the Oak

    By Marzia Bosoni

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    In the depths of the wood, where trees are close together and the light only just reaches to dapple the ground, a large clearing opens up unexpectedly. There lives the old oak, who tells the wind the extraordinary adventures of the wood’s inhabitants.

    He tells it about Parpar, the Caterpillar who was always afraid because he knew a great Enemy lived in the woods; the beautiful Silverina, the waterfall fairy who fell in love with an elf of the trees; the old Rock, whose wisdom helped countless people, but could not save him from conceit; and about Ashur and the beautiful and sad story of his daughter, Bath-alon.

    The old oak of the clearing knows thousands of stories and loves to tell them to anyone who sits on the rock in the shade of his branches, or to anyone who, lying in bed, can smell the scent of the far-away wood.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBadPress
    Release dateFeb 6, 2019
    ISBN9781547568574
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      Tales of the Oak - Marzia Bosoni

      To Luce, Niccolò, Samuele and Daniel

      and all the children who,

      like seeds of love,

      spread fantasy and joy.

      Once upon a time there was a wood, where hundreds of trees grew: firs, larches, chestnuts, elms, planes, maples. They had twined their roots and branches together in perfect harmony and friendship, so that none of them felt alone and they could all count on the support of the whole wood. Thousands of wild plants and bushes made a tangle that was very hard to push through. And this green barrier became, bit by bit, thicker as you got nearer the centre and the trunks of trees that had fallen decades ago stopped you getting past, while the rambling greenery made thick nets between the trunks and the ground.

      The heart of the wood was really one huge knot of trees, leaves, roots and bushes!

      And yet, if you got through the barrier of rambling vegetation and fallen trees, you would suddenly find yourself in a big half-moon-shaped clearing, where the ground was covered only with tender grass and low plants, with stones and rocks scattered here and there.

      At its widest point lived an enormous, ancient oak tree. It would have taken at least six men to stretch their arms right round its rough trunk; its canopy spread proudly against the sun and was the most extraordinary tangle of branches and leaves ever seen. And below it, in the soil, where no-one could see, its roots extended to the edges of the clearing, joining those of all the other trees that edged the wood.

      It was a truly magnificent oak, and sheltered dozens and dozens of creatures: its branches were always full of the song of hundreds of birds, squirrels and weasels ran up and down its trunk, and moles, rabbits and vast numbers of insects lived among its roots.

      But it wasn’t only animals that looked for shelter among the patient branches of the great oak. It is said that sometimes, on particularly hot days, even the tireless messenger angels stopped to rest a while among the oak’s branches, protected and hidden by the leaves that waved lazily in the breeze.

      But by far the most extraordinary creatures of all that lived in the old oak, along with the angels and the birds, were the Elves.

      A group of the Little People of the Trees had lived on the oak since time immemorial, caring for and protecting the wood and all its creatures. Elves, you know, are peaceful and well-mannered creatures, with long ears and with clothes the colour of the leaves; they live on plants, which give them everything they need: food, clothes, shelter and ... magic. Indeed, the elves lose their powers away from the trees, and even when they come down to earth never go far from them.

      Over the years, the old oak in the middle of the wood witnessed countless stories which it loved to tell to the creatures that lived in

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