The Tree, so extremely large, towering over mountains and other natural formations alike, stood at the edge of the desert. Several zombie-like corspes moved around it, slowly crafting walls and small huts. These were the begginnings of the first of the establishements The Tree would make, soon being able to take over more and more land, soon making more trees! It would control the lands, it decided. And no one would stop it; it's subtle aproach unable to be noticed, it believed, until it was too late. Though in fact it did fear for the worst, and tryed to stunt it's groath so Dragons, paticularly the fire-breathing ones in the area, didn't attack it. That worked out nicely, it dryly thought, seeing how it was many, many stories high.