Project 7: Branchlight Accord

When the first Branchlight bloomed in the heart of Verdelune, it wasn’t planted—it was remembered. Drawn by instinct, data, and dream, the ForestKindz gathered beneath its shimmer. They didn’t speak, but something passed between them—a pact of protection, curiosity, and renewal.

Lunari lanterns blinked in sync.
Emberhorn sparks traced glyphs in the moss.
The Gentlekin sang with scent and hum.
And the Twigfolk danced in codes only the forest could decode.

This was no summit. It was a sync.
The Accord was not written. It was grown