Resinous Tears - Chapter 1
Autumn had fallen. Treebeard's auburn tresses cascaded around his gnarled shoulders, and he muttered softly to himself.
A burning sensation seared through his xylem, right to his woody core, and he was reminded of that magical day when he had first met Lord Sauron..
Their eye had met across the crowded forest, and Sauron had etched his name into Treebeard's rippling trunk. Sap had trickled down his masculine form from the wound, but he thought of it as a mark of undying love.
"Treebeard? Are you alright?"
The grotesquely voluminous form of one Samwise Gamgee tottered into view, clutching a carrot and a sack of dirty spuds.
The pain in Treebeard became more acute, as Sam and the other hobbits were a constant reminder of his betrayal of good for evil. But he always did like a bad boy. He had tried to supress his intense feelings of lust for the All-Seeing-Eye, by dating a number of eligible hardwoods, but nothing worked.
"Ta-ters!" said the 'stupid fat hobbit' as Treebeard's ex Gollum once called him. "Just a moment, little man", Treebeard croaked, and sighed a long, wistful sigh. He knew his love was looking up at the same sky as he, unblinking, and yearning.
Autumn had fallen. Treebeard's auburn tresses cascaded around his gnarled shoulders, and he muttered softly to himself.
A burning sensation seared through his xylem, right to his woody core, and he was reminded of that magical day when he had first met Lord Sauron..
Their eye had met across the crowded forest, and Sauron had etched his name into Treebeard's rippling trunk. Sap had trickled down his masculine form from the wound, but he thought of it as a mark of undying love.
"Treebeard? Are you alright?"
The grotesquely voluminous form of one Samwise Gamgee tottered into view, clutching a carrot and a sack of dirty spuds.
The pain in Treebeard became more acute, as Sam and the other hobbits were a constant reminder of his betrayal of good for evil. But he always did like a bad boy. He had tried to supress his intense feelings of lust for the All-Seeing-Eye, by dating a number of eligible hardwoods, but nothing worked.
"Ta-ters!" said the 'stupid fat hobbit' as Treebeard's ex Gollum once called him. "Just a moment, little man", Treebeard croaked, and sighed a long, wistful sigh. He knew his love was looking up at the same sky as he, unblinking, and yearning.