"Where do we bring this trash, Miss Callie?" Rabi asked as the rabbit pointed to the bulge of trash that they gathered from all the things that had happened within a kilometer of the explosion in the Living Forest. It was almost a mountain because of how huge the collected garbage was around. With all the dead leaves, broken trunks, broken twigs, and the other things that were already damaged, they were all piled up in the center of the place where the oldest tree before was located.
"Don't worry, I will just burn them. Carbon dioxide is good for the trees. I'll burn it later. For now, we can rest for a while," Callie answered, sitting on the ground again and perching her back on the trunk of the tree. She didn't know if it was because of the fact that the tree was alive and talking that
