Monday, March 25, 2019

The Land of Giants

The morning air clings to you, moist and cool. Somewhere to your left a crow caws; its lonely call unanswered. Otherwise, the quiet green of the forest lies undisturbed before you. But this is the Detmold, a land of giants. ~The World of Aihrde


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