The Longevity Tree is like a piece of amber shaped by the Kanamians over a hundred years.
Back when us old bones followed Empty Elder to learn the art of nurturing the tree, he always told us-this tree isn't just bark and sap. A spirit lives inside it.
So if you think tree-tending is just about watering and spreading fertilizer, you're missing the point.

When the Moon of Chimes arrives, we prepare special materials: dew collected from the tips of the highest branches, carefully mixed with the ashes of seven rare bird feathers, burned down to powder. During the festival, the elders gently apply the mixture to the tree's bark. Then, led by the elder, the whole tribe sings an ancient Kanamia song in unison to awaken the slumbering spirit within.

On the full moon night, when all is still, that's the best time to feel the tree spirit stir.
We would follow Empty Elder, barefoot, circling the tree in slow steps, trying to sense the tiny tremors of the roots below.
Those subtle quivers are the heartbeat of the tree spirit. From that rhythm, we could tell whether the spirit was pleased.

But... ever since Empty Elder mysteriously disappeared, the art of speaking to the tree spirit has been lost.
The priests we have now can't hear its voice anymore. And truth be told, I don't know what we'll do next.