Treebeard & Moonveil
Treebeard Treebeard
Moonveil Moonveil
Treebeard Treebeard
I have watched the forest breathe when the moon climbs above the treetops, and I wonder what quiet tales it shares with the roots tonight.
Moonveil Moonveil
The roots breathe back in silence, only if you listen while the moon drifts between the branches. The forest keeps its tales in the hush of the night, just a whisper away from your own shadow.