lightbranded [Will was perched in one of the apple trees, looking down thoughtfully at the large green apple in his hands. He remembered another apple tree, long ago. The last time he had plucked an apple in such a way, it had been in the Lost Land. But he had been with Bran and Gwydion then.
Will wondered how Bran was doing these days. Even if the boy had forgotten his heritage, Will would hope that something of their friendship had remained. But he did not know, He had been taken to Paradisa too soon to know that,
Inevitably, Will's thoughts turned to what they had spoken of, among the apple trees.]
They taught me my trees once, long ago. Seven trees there are with virtues, and apples among them. Alder, the tree of fire. Willow, the tree of enchantment. Holly for protection and Hazel for healing and Birch for renewal. Oak, the king of all trees.
And apple. [He is silent for a long moment.] It is said that the apple is a tree of immortality.