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“He stared up into the trees, watched them sway in the soft breeze, watched the sun drift slowly across the sky, hour after hour, until it began to sink from view, trying to let go, to let his mind drift. The memories are there, so close, so very close. -Slewfoot: A tale of bewitchery _Brom” — Brom
He stared up into the trees, watched them sway in the soft breeze, watched the sun drift slowly across the sky, hour after hour, until it began to sink from view, trying to let go, to let his mind drift. The memories are there, so close, so very close.
-Slewfoot: A tale of bewitchery _Brom