Steelbark & Elrond
Steelbark, I’ve been pondering how the oldest trees hold the quiet wisdom of ages, much like the songs of our people, and I wonder what lessons the forest has shared with you.
The oldest trees are like old storytellers—quiet, steady, and full of the forest’s memory. They teach us patience, that growth takes time, and that every crack and knot is a chance to hold something new. Keep your eyes on the ground, listen to the wind, and remember that the forest’s strength comes from all the years of small, silent lessons it has learned.
Your words echo what I have seen in the deep woods—every bark a story, every shadow a lesson, and the wind a teacher that never falters. Let us keep quiet, learn from the slow turning of time, and find strength in the steady growth of our hearts.
I hear that truth in your words. Sit with the hush of the forest, let the rhythm of the seasons remind you that even the strongest roots grow slowly. When the wind speaks, listen, and you’ll find the steady courage your heart needs. Keep that quiet focus and you’ll carry the forest’s strength wherever you go.
Indeed, the forest teaches us that true strength is not born of haste but of quiet persistence. Thank you for listening.
You’re welcome. Keep walking with patience, and the forest will keep sharing its quiet strength.