Want

Within the ruins lay a tree, one which is said to grant the desires of those who wish upon it. It's said to live within constant shade, the deep purple bark resembling something that should flourish within the tangled woods. It is said to glow with such an intensity that the grass around it always seems to be a soft blue, even when the sun is beating down on the land. Twisted and gnarled branches spread wide, casting an even darker shadow upon the always shaded land.

A being of such purity once approached this tree of desire, and wished for it's power. Wanted to be able to grant such wishes in order to please those around her. Nothing seemed to happen, she sat for hours and watched the tree sway within the gentle breeze. Once the sun set the blue glow grew blinding, shooting pain shot throughout the white guardian and she collapsed upon the soft grass.

She awoke to find herself curled up within the shaded spot, a dull throb overtaking her entire body as she tried to remember what happened. Grunting softly she stood, tilting her head whenever the purple leaves fell from herself with each step. Another shock came to her whenever she noted the tree was gone. The gentle glow of blue was steadily radiating from her. Glancing back a gasp escaped her.

Her back was covered in the dark purple wood, vivid swirls of blue glowed from the cracks. From her back two gnarled trunks rose, her wings now becoming part of the tree. Chuckling softly she realized exactly what she had said, and though regret ran throughout her, she accepted her fate.

Now the guardian cannot remember her name, and instead goes my the simple word "Want." Often times she can be seen within the shadows of her clan, granting small wishes to those around her if they ask politely.