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Laskrizon , 10

A light breeze whistle's through the bough's of the Ancient Pine Music to my ear's as if the Ancient one sing's it's story of the universe Firmly rooted above Outcrop Rock a huge mound with granite protrusions cave like in shelter but open enough to enjoy panoramic view of rich mountanous valley All of creation appears alive here my second home... At one time every place was home but,changing dynamic's constriction toward confinement freedom does have it's cost..... " Agemo,dreamer boy,incoming ! " Nev,the jovial jokester his way of announcing S'wao's arrival I only hope in my assertion of asking the nature of the stone............

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