Andrew

Fleeting birds of mischief tie the intangible
skies from night.
Underneath a willow lies a man who
seeks a fathom folklore.
Bonds guide the tale through time...
A time that reaps what it sows,
and a bond to pass beyond many deaths.
Death that even shows in the face of
God.

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