The Silver Tree

Long ago, there was a tree, so beautiful, so perfect in the placement of each and every branch, that Pan fell in love with it and never wanted to let it go; and, because trees are not immortal, and because of his own insecure fear of the tree dying someday, Pan turned the tree into solid silver, so that it would always stay beautiful and never leave him. In his haste and selfishness, however, Pan neglected to realize, until it was too late, that by turning the tree into silver, the tree died and became an inanimate object, beautiful, but soul-less. And realizing he had killed the very tree he loved, he cried great whooping tears of grief, flooding the lands.

The tree still stands today, in St. Louis, in front of the art museum.

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