Enthralled by the stunning visions of the ancient past, Sunny slid his fingers further down the thread of golden light.
Now, he understood why he had seen the birth of the World Tree and the spread of the Heart God's sacred forest first. It was because the Night Garden had been made from the branch of the great tree, and was therefore a part of it — the last part of it, even.
So, its fate was part of the World Tree's fate, or had been once, at least.
Marveling at that fact, Sunny opened himself to the truth of what events the Night Garden had experienced.
It was difficult… delving into the meaning of the String of Fate was not like reading a book. A colossal torrent of information was pouring into Sunny's strained mind, and he could only absorb a few drops of that crushing flood here and there.
He did not immediately see another detailed vision of the past like the first two. Instead, what he saw were glimpses of various scenes, all jumbled and mixed together.
