TBTT#30 Tree Talker ~ 6/26/2013

I dreamed I was on the side of a forested mountain, roughly in the Bywater, where I could look upriver and see the bridge.  I was surrounded by enormous trees veined with living silver.  If you were of elvin kind, you could place your hands on the tree and communicate with it, and it would grow however you desired.  Many elves had created large homes for themselves in the hollows of these trees.  Under the moonlight, I placed my palms on one tree, sank my fingers into the crevices of the slate gray, rough bark, and let my mind flow into the camber and the veins of silver and sap, and learned I was part elven as the tree shifted and swelled and grew according to my thought.