The Art of Do

[serloco]

You are weak, and so you expect weakness. Being a God of something is not even in your vocabulary. Not surprising. I remember once a long time ago I cast a spell on the corn. It made the fields full to the brim. I can make trees gro multiple tyes of trees on one tree. I can make the corn show me pictures of what I am thinking about. Usually I do it with trees. I make them grow new flowers and new fruit too. They call me nature boy.