The people where worried, some thought that the earths governing body had something to do with what was happening. Others said that it was nature’s revenge for mankind’s abuse of the planet. However most people agreed that something must be done to put things right. To see it standing alone, made humanity worried.
All sorts of schemes were put forward as a solution. The world’s botanists had run out of ideas. Scientists where flummoxed. Administrators shook their heads. Artists had designed and built the lonely one, many companions.
Winter had long gone and spring came and went, still the lone one slept. Botanists prodded and probed, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the one, but still it slept. Summer brought no change. The construction of a protective screen kept the worst of the next winter at bay. Yet when spring returned, no buds appeared, no leafs arrived. The world had seen its last tree.