INT. HEART OF THE ROOTS - NIGHT
Twisted living roots snake upward and coil tightly around LANTERN, pinning him down against the ground. Before they can tighten further, a voice calls out and halts their movement.
THE SOURCE TREE
Stop. He is my guest.
A towering figure composed entirely of interwoven roots and blooming white lilies rises before them, a giant woman who spreads her arms wide in a gesture that spans the breadth of the cavern.
Her eyes open. Blue, and vast.
THE SOURCE TREE
Welcome to you, Lantern Knight.
She lifts him in her palm, like a lamp.
THE SOURCE TREE
Do not be afraid. I will not harm you.
In the dark, a seed of light opens. Inside the flower, a sleeping child.
THE SOURCE TREE
You must find yours. Protect her.
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