Ballad of the Winds of Silence
A voice rose to greet me in the forest
as if it came from nowhere
It seemed to surround me
pervading everything
It echoed
in the crackling twigs of my footfalls…
A voice rose to greet me in the forest
as if it came from nowhere
It seemed to surround me
pervading everything
It echoed
in the crackling twigs of my footfalls…
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