Fangorn (
treeshepherd) wrote in
paradisa2012-01-23 06:04 pm
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[There is a sound halfway between the creak of ancient wood and a sigh.]
Hrooom.
The trees are young, here. They sing to me, but they do not know much of this world. Hoom, they remind me of groves I knew long ago. Ah, the willows of Tasarinan in the Spring. They were lovely when I walked among them.
Hm, but this is no time for an old Ent's memories. Come. Tell me what news you have of this world.
Hrooom.
The trees are young, here. They sing to me, but they do not know much of this world. Hoom, they remind me of groves I knew long ago. Ah, the willows of Tasarinan in the Spring. They were lovely when I walked among them.
Hm, but this is no time for an old Ent's memories. Come. Tell me what news you have of this world.

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Long has it been since we met. By root and twig, this is a strange state of affairs.
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Stranger than you may yet know. I should be glad to explain what I can of this place, though I should prefer to do so in person. [Mildly amused] I do not imagine you will be difficult to find.
[She'd say that she'll only be a moment, but somehow she doesn't think she needs to worry about him being impatient.]
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Answer: You forget that he's not larger than most trees because you wrote the last tag with a headache, hahaha.Excellent. She'll just make her way towards him and raise her hand in greeting.]Fangorn. It is strange indeed to see you so far from your flock.
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Strange. Yes. That is a good word for it. Much has become strange in recent times.
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