Where the Oak Leaves Whisper — Ancient Skies
On the trail that day, in the wind, where the oak leaves whisper, shadows of wings covered him, from the sky… yet he was never afraid, even with the distant sounds of singing, of chanting and drums, he noticed shadows shifting, so he stopped with a poem nearing its creation. Sitting on a large rock […] Where the Oak Leaves Whisper — Ancient Skies
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