Icon Flash: Trees

“It’s perfect.” Ce’rilla looked around the old hotel. “It has an atrium, it has rooms, and everything else can be fixed.”

“Mmm.” Her sister – “sister” the way her family did family ties, at least – regarded the place thoughtfully. “I thought you wanted trees.”

Ce’rilla regarded the building. Once upon a time, it had been a highway-off-ramp stop. But the world had ended when ‘Rilla and her sister were barely children. Now it was abandoned, and the highway was not exactly well-used. “I see trees over there.”

“‘Rill, the trees are like a mile away.”

“Mmm.” Ce’Rilla stretched, and then stretched. Talking to trees was easy. “But they’re going to come here.”

Ce’Rilla is a character in Addergoole (Second generation), as is her sister.

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Written in a quest to write a flash to every one of the icons djinni has drawn for me.
a smiling girl with branch antlers

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5 thoughts on “Icon Flash: Trees

  1. We come, we come, with roll of drum. Ta-runda-runda-runda-rom! … We come, we come, with horn and drum. Ta-rūna-rūna-rūna-rom! … To Isengard! To Isengard!

  2. Walking trees – I hear echoes of the Bard’s Scottish play: “Stones have been known to move and trees to speak;” “Be lion-mettled, proud; and take no care Who chafes, who frets, or where conspirers are: Macbeth shall never vanquish’d be until Great Birnam wood to high Dunsinane hill Shall come against him.” “That will never be Who can impress the forest, bid the tree Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements! good! Rebellion’s head, rise never till the wood Of Birnam rise, and our high-placed Macbeth Shall live the lease of nature, pay his breath To time and mortal custom. Yet my heart Throbs to know one thing: tell me, if your art Can tell so much: shall Banquo’s issue ever Reign in this kingdom?” “Till Birnam wood remove to Dunsinane, I cannot taint with fear.” “As I did stand my watch upon the hill, I look’d toward Birnam, and anon, methought, The wood began to move.”

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