Es hora para todos los hroes de ir a casa si tienen cualesquiera, hora para todos nosotros las comunes de localizarse por las cosas verdaderas que vivimos cerca.
Lejos al norte, o de hecho en cualquier direccin, montaas extraas y criatura tener siempre estar al acecho-duendes, goblins, trolls, y spiders:-we los encuentran en pavor y maravilla,
Pero una vez que hayamos probado las corrientes lejanas, tocadas el oro, encontr un cierto lmite ms all de la cascada, cambios de una estacin, y nos volvemos, cambiado pero seguro, reservado, agradecido.
Suponer los asimientos insanos de un viento todas las colinas mientras que el gimoteo extrao de la creencia en los odos del viajero, nosotros los seres ordinarios puede aferrarse en la tierra y amar donde estamos, robusto para las cosas comunes.
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