*letter left at wharehouse number two in peltarch for Cray*



  • "Speak to us"

    The earth does not speak to us in words
    it names no names

    Our countrie speaks to us of loyalty
    and ask us to marry

    But our love does not speak to us in words
    and has no borders or boundries

    Our parents speak to us of how life should be
    and ask us to grow past them

    But our light does not speak to us in words
    and shines unconditionaly on all arround

    Our companions speak to us of friendship
    and they ask us to listen

    As fruit of our labours shall be children
    so shall we how they speak to us

    Written by Caric Snowgriffin.