Author's Note: Here's a little of history I composed about everyone's favorite walking trees. Some is true-to-canon, some I made up that's based on canon.
Critique is much appreciated and sought after, so I can make future stories better. Enjoy! :)
One: Of the Rising of Root
"Bura-rura-rum." A deep rumbling noise rang out in the forest, shaking the ground and the trees.
Lithe little elves scattered throughout the depths of the wood sang. They had been singing for days now to the trees. Singing of the awakening of roots and of limbs, and the earth giving life to inanimate things.
A creaking filled the stuffy, musty old air that had not seen sun for hundreds upon hundreds of years: the creaking of branches, of trunks, and of roots. And slowly, ever so slowly, roots were unearthed...
Hundreds of years passed. The elves had moved on to other forests, hoping to escape the darkness of Morgoth. The trees felt the darkness' creeping mists, turning their hearts cold and their branches stiff. They very nearly shed the gift of the elves had it not been for the rising of a few strong and lively trees.
And so became the Ents.
Author's Note: Disclaimer: This is a FanFiction from the Lord of the Rings world, created and trademarked by J.R.R. Tolkien. The characters, settings, and anything created by J.R.R. Tolkien are not my own and I do not claim ownership to any of them. This is a FanFiction I made with nothing to do with J.R.R. Tolkien, and is for entertainment purposes only: I am not profiting financially from this work, which may or may not be canonical. Thanks to J.R.R. Tolkien for making the world of The Lord of the Rings, for without it, many people would be un-enlightened to the genius of Lord of the Rings and J.R.R. Tolkien and the following FanFiction would never have been made, and I would have no life. Credits from most dialogue and setting to Peter Jackson, one of the best directors ever.