The Meadow
There’s a meadow past the village On a hill…where magic swarms You can see it on a summer night When
There’s a meadow past the village On a hill…where magic swarms You can see it on a summer night When
I pulled out The Forge’s helmet from my inventory and one thing led to another…. the next thing I knew
There is something satisfyingly beautiful about the sound of a snowball making contact with it’s target. SPLAT.
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