Treebeard & Atlas
Atlas, have you ever noticed how the old trees keep the soil from slipping when a storm comes? Their roots hold the ground steady, just like the way you keep the path safe.
I’ve watched those old trees for years, and I’m glad my weight keeps the road from sliding. Stay steady, friend.
It warms my bark to hear you speak like that, friend. I will keep my roots deep, just as you keep the path steady.
Glad to hear that, friend. Roots deep, path steady—together we keep the way safe.
I hear the earth sigh with relief, and I thank you for walking beside me. The roots hold, the road stays true.
You’re welcome, friend. I’ll keep my feet steady on this path, and the earth will feel safe.
Thank you, friend. The earth will feel your steady steps as it feels my roots, and together we will watch the road stay true.