Legends from Afar

The sunlight gently blends into my room.

a quiet breeze ruffles the fair hair of a child

at play. Whispers of a time which

has faded murmur in the grasses of

the plains. Water ripples, dulcetly

speaking words we cannot hear. A falcon

searches the skies, aware that a new

age is fast approaching. Horses lazily

stir as the earth rests and the heavens

welcome the season of autumn.

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