The Myth of the Oak Tree

The Myth of the Oak Tree

Once upon a time a family - parents with their five years old son – lived in a wooden house near a little forest. From behind the house it was a few meters to go to the forest edge.
The parents weren’t happy anymore. They were struggling a lot. Every time when their son could hear them, shout at each other, he ran into the forest to escape the row. He ran to an old oak tree that stood in a clearing and sat down on its roots. The boy spent hours in the forest to dry its tears.

One evening the boy fell asleep under the oak tree. At full moon the moonlight cloaked the oak tree. Its roots began to move, its branches deformed. The oak tree awoke through the feelings of the little boy. Magic created a living tree, a tree with feelings for this little child that lay at its roots. With feelings of a mother the wooden creature put its “arms” around the sleeping child. It carried the boy in its arms and went an overgrown path deep in the forest to care for the boy that he would never cry anymore.
Next day the parents were searching for their son. They were worried a lot. Even with the help of the police the boy couldn’t be found.

He has never been seen anymore.

Hey all, it’s time for my new sylvari look. ;)
Decide on your own if the little story has a happy or a bad end. It’s the story of this sylvari look.
I tried to make her look like a real tree, with friendly eyes (of a mother) and a mysterious appearance. I’m not sure whether she is a beneficent fairy or a just a metaphor like the "erl-king"("Erlkönig"). ;)
By the way, I’ve never used as much different colors as in this look. It was really hard to match everything. This is probably the most challenging look I’ve made.

Please tell me how you like it. (: