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“The forest spoke in a language all its own but one that he understood. It whispered where the rivers ran and where caves delved deep. Quieter it spoke of roots and rocks and creatures of the night. He listened intently, his steps fell soundless and even but for the rattle of his wrists.” — Mandy Botlik
The forest spoke in a language all its own but one that he understood. It whispered where the rivers ran and where caves delved deep. Quieter it spoke of roots and rocks and creatures of the night. He listened intently, his steps fell soundless and even but for the rattle of his wrists.