On the 31st Day of the Fifth Month of the Thirteenth Year
"Stone People Maker, hear me well, your twelfth hour is now. The Tree People of the North are here to face you. Step from your Water World of coldness and death. Join the living. The Clouds are breaking and the water is rising. We stand here with our pine firs, our three pointed maples, and a host of oak leaves".
A speech fragment taken from a theatre piece that tells the story of a shoreline. Loosely derived fom "The War of 1812" by Pierre Berton