Midweek, Poem, Scenic, Short story

Of birds and worms.

You know my boy, a worm’s life is filled with terrors. Avoiding the light which will dry it out and make it visible to all things that would eat it, living in the moist shadows underground, still fearful of moles and the like.

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Lore, Poem, Sagas, Scenic, Short story


Woe would come once and for all for the lonely folkd who wished to stay that way.

Shattered by a war started far from them which ravaged their homes, folk and lands, they would be forced to pay the cost.

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