[Treebeard is is walking through the forest, carrying Merry and Pippin]
Treebeard:
I believe you will enjoy this next one, too. It is one of my own compositions. Ahem. 'Beneath the roof of sleeping... leaves and dreams of trees untold, When woodland halls are... green... and cool, and the wind is in the west, Come back to me... Come... back... to me, And say my land is... best.'
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:24