Nonsense

I climbed alone to reach the hilltop, to sing my nonsense song. I climbed alone to reach the hilltop, to sing it…

Caledon

Two moons do lie off Caledon, hung from a yellow sky. The wind blows cold down the Insit vale, where the Yolon…

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Angie's Diary