Tuesday, October 02, 2018

Upon the Edge of the Dreaming Sea

He sat upon the shore, waiting for the Dream Horn, that craft of Utumno's that rode the silent waves of the Dreaming Sea beyond the confines the wold. But it never came for him again and he sat there until time robbed him of youth and life. ~ The World of Aihrde


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