It took me almost the whole day, but i finally perfected the Ents. The moment i made the final change something shifted, something changed. I felt myself grow weaker, grow colder, and i was tired in a way i’ve never been tired before, but the Ents stood up, on their own, without any input from me. They couldn’t speak, not in a way that would be recognizable as language anyway, they had vocal cords but no knowledge of how to use them. Despite that, I could understand them, in the same way, I can understand all plants. They called me Mother. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    They are loyal, that much is very obvious. They leap to accomplish anything I ask of them, sometimes literally. It was similarly obvious how little control they had over their bodies, like someone learning how to use a tool for the first time, but they learned quickly, and they are incredibly intelligent.


    I will learn more of their abilities in the coming days, but for now, i’m tired, and cold, and weak. I want to wrap myself up in a heavy blanket and sleep.


    So, Good Night Diary.