The guest of the rocks and the blades

 The morning breeze blows into the trunk of an old tree.

Glarisha has disturbing dreams. The shadows of the trees begin to move.
A gust of wind shakes the branches with ferocious speed, and several angry people emerge from the branches of the trees and surround Glarisha.

-You are evil. You are evil for the future of the world, go back to where you were. Cursed youth.