Their silence was only apparent. During a long walk through the trees, Antoine Wagner felt a forgetfulness well up inside him, a blind spot, an inaptitude... the trees were talking, there could be no doubt about that, but he could no longer hear them. Ever since, their narrow shapes have stayed in front of his eyes. Their form never left. There must be a way to deepen the memory of the trees, to repair the broken link.
Note on the memory of the trees on Yakushima Island: