Geborrin looked, and he could see.
He touched, and he could feel.
He heard, and he could listen.
The will of the Tree was in Him.
It was Him.
It spoke to Him,
A single word:
“Go.”
– Frederick The Lesser
Geborrin looked, and he could see.
He touched, and he could feel.
He heard, and he could listen.
The will of the Tree was in Him.
It was Him.
It spoke to Him,
A single word:
“Go.”
– Frederick The Lesser
Creative Mine
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