Holidays and retail make for a tough combo.Factor in some random plague that has decided to seat itself in my bones and you get one rundown wayfarer. Though, all of those things are waning, leaving me to once again run wild and unhindered. As my strength returns, as does the Metal. VVilderness was a surprising find. It has been one of those stints where I seem displeased with what I absorb lately, causing delay and disastisfaction in my available choices to present the acolytes and gods who seek such delights. Let this wild track herald you into a new age. fountains, untold diluvials mountains, unseen materials crunches and turns the axis of time an epoch of spring begins the wetlands are fructified by intoxicating winds fathers, mothers await the fall sisters, brothers the end of all the fall of man the end of all weeping, laughter everything fades whispers, thunder vanish in space radiant spheres, luminaries run out of fuel daylight, candles all go obscure and then the winter no one has seen aeons become things of the past all die like embers in the northern wind frostflowers remain last crunches and turns the axis of time a beast approaches to devour the sun to gorge the barren soul of man no more ages to come
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