INT. HEART OF THE ROOTS - NIGHT
Tendrils of living roots spiral and tighten around LANTERN, anchoring him in place against the ground. Before they can pull further, a voice commands them to halt.
THE SOURCE TREE
Stop. He is my guest.
A colossal figure woven from roots and blooming white lilies unfolds her arms in a sweeping gesture above the cavern space.
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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