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Update by Druid 10 years ago
They come with fire, they come with axes! Gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking, burning! Destroyers and usurpers! Curse them! There is no curse in Elvish, Entish or the tongues of Men for this treachery!
Many of these trees were my friends, creatures I had known from nut and acorn. Come, my friends. The Ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom... the Last March of the Ents!