Traits for Player #217/256

Comment: Once, I was a tree, The most glorious among all. Fed with water and honoured by the Second Men, They built fences around me, making me feel cherished. No animal ever touched a single root of mine. My wood was the strongest. For the honours they gave, I provided long, strong sticks. How could I foresee they'd use them against my brothers? Now, I am the last tree standing, the saddest soul on Earth. But my time too will come, and none will mourn my heart of stone. Times of Fire are upon us… (0.4%)
Coordinates: (0.2103729707681778700000000,0.5843828418684041000000000) (0.4%)

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