Growing Up In Morcoast

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All kids that grow up in Morcoast are often told the stories of the tree with a scar in it’s trunk. This is one of those stories that can be passed from generation to generation, and told over and over again without getting old. Of course it wasn’t long enough ago to be passed down to even a generation. The most popular telling of this story opened up with the line. I could have swore I was there that morning a few years ago.... The sky was dark almost pitch black, the roads were filled with rain. The rain ran down the trees as if they were crying. It seemed that they knew of the lightings vicious plan to hurt one of their neighboring trees. The thunder that morning boomed loudly making it seem as if the sky was cracking. A helpless lone cat

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