Our Hearts
I stand where the Maimed King did battleThe Land lies barren and bare Dire wolves…
Read MoreI stand where the Maimed King did battleThe Land lies barren and bare Dire wolves…
Read MoreRoad weary and aloneI parked beneath a Rowan treeTo walk, to stretch, to watch the…
Read MoreAnd through the wheaten stubble is heard the frequent gun The leaves are pale and…
Read MoreMay my Hearth glow bright. May my home be blessed. In the deep of night,…
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