#tree-speaking

The anger roiling through her limbs did not feel week just then.  And she thought of that tree, hacked away and assumed dead, yet still growing through stones, taking a chunk out of a fortress wall.  Wind tears she trees, and new ones sprout again.  Fire destroys forests, and they grow back.  People chop them down to build their walls, and the trees reclaim the land.  The right made her feel wild-dangerous.