Monday, January 14, 2019

The Mad Tree

He dwells in a tree of a house, or a house of a tree, however you choose to look at it.  In quiet. The years have been unkind to him and he is mad. His speech is constant, like an overflowing cup. But it does not matter, for he possesses the knowledge you need. ~ The World of Aihrde


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