Elara looked at the wilting forest behind her. Nature was hoarding its power, and in doing so, it was dying. She reached beneath the counter and pulled out two glowing pouches of spores instead of one.
Elara watched a young gardener named Thomas approach her stall. He carried nothing but a rusted spade and a look of desperation. His village’s crops had turned to ash in a sudden blight. nature made buy one get one free
Should the story focus on the of this "sale" on the rest of the world? Elara looked at the wilting forest behind her