Prompt: Dorthonion: Write a story or poem or create a piece of artwork reflecting identification with or connection to one's land, country or culture.
The Awakening had come slowly, like sunlight creeping down from top to toe– a deepening, spreading warmth 'til one was suddenly afire and alive to it.
That heat overflowed, became words, and words became songs, and the songs took to the airs that whispered through the forest eaves and shook his hair, 'til they were everywhere, everywhere.
Ages passed: the woody songs grew subtle, but he placed himself to listen. Finglas dug his toes into the earth, joined his hands to the canopy, feeling each shift that spoke of green belonging, and sank into the long rapture of Entish dreams.
Author's notes: Finglas is an Ent that Treebeard says is going treeish in TTT.
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