Knife Book Wood Pink

You weren’t on any mercy mission this time.

This time, let go your conscious self and act on instinct.

The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.

I suggest you try it again, Luke.

Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government.