ღ 03
[Written very carefully, very meticulously.]
"And tho his wandrings bore him oe'r barren stone and harsh crag, threwe forest dense and ice and snow, bless'd Elua didst come alast to a land sun-gylded, where grewe olives ripe, and melon and grape, and the folk turned not away in feare, but ope'd thir arms in eager welcome. And Elua and his Companions didst therin abyde, and 'twas thus called Terre d'Ange."
I've found the Eluine Cycle in the library. Convenient, to seek solace and find something of home.
"And tho his wandrings bore him oe'r barren stone and harsh crag, threwe forest dense and ice and snow, bless'd Elua didst come alast to a land sun-gylded, where grewe olives ripe, and melon and grape, and the folk turned not away in feare, but ope'd thir arms in eager welcome. And Elua and his Companions didst therin abyde, and 'twas thus called Terre d'Ange."
I've found the Eluine Cycle in the library. Convenient, to seek solace and find something of home.