The Mythology of Beardsgaard ~ VII...
“The well never ran dry, and the storms that passed were always a gentle, gloomy respite to the sun-dappled afternoons of the countryside.” #deartravelers Let us tell you a tale....
Read More“The well never ran dry, and the storms that passed were always a gentle, gloomy respite to the sun-dappled afternoons of the countryside.” #deartravelers Let us tell you a tale....
Read More“When we dream, we are usually in our own dreams. Mithrilon had never appeared in his. His dreams were stories, true or not, he did not know.” #deartravelers Let us...
Read More“Ages had passed since the eyes of the outside world had seen giants or those forests of Ironwood, petrified by the deep frosts at the edge of the world.” #deartravelers...
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