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There's something so calming about the forest. The way it can sing you a lullaby or become a destructive terror in your mind. Perhaps the trees, the flowers and the little creatures think of us in the same way, and if the forest were a person it would be an old, wise man with millions of stories and adventures to share. So many stories that only the people who can hear it's faint whisper, can tell to others who don't have the pleasure. The many who are unaware of the forests passing. It's faint cries for help unheard. Like the trees, we all share the same ground, but we all take the earth around us for granted. Allowing ourselves to destroy something beautiful.

Title inspired by the conversation Treebeard, Merry and Pippin have;

" 'Hoom, hum, I have not troubled about the Great Wars', said Treebeard; 'they mostly concern Elves and Men. That is the business of Wizards: Wizards are always troubled about the future. I do not like worrying about the future. I am not altogether on anybody's side, because nobody is altogether on my side, if you understand me: nobody cares for the woods as I care for them, not even Elves nowadays.' "