I don't think I've ever read a story on Ents before.

This was a lovely explanation to what happened to the Entwives.

Loved these parts especially;

*The call that came was silent, it was in the wind, and in the water, it came from the deepest, oldest parts of Middle-earth.*

*And she, the singer - well the Treewomen, would have come at her call no matter what she had sung of, because of who she was. She was the Earth itself, she was the lifegiver, she was the water that the tree roots drank in, sustaining.*

Beautifully written!

Thank you for sharing, Feanorusrex!