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The old man's skin was as dry as the bark of a tree, full of cracks, or perhaps it could be said that he was just a face of a tree. The old man's skin was as dry as the bark of a tree, full of cracks, or perhaps it could be said that he was actually a face of a tree.

I was shocked and immediately jumped onto the ground. I looked at the tree before looking at the old man. I slowly asked