Milton oh Milton, in the greens of thy heath, thy pipes do call you from your earlier life. Take up thyne belongings and follow thy Runes though dreameth of... Beasts, Warriors clash out there in the valley of lightning strikes and thunder clouds. Take up thy place in the world oh rabbit of adventure do not hide oneself again, find myne own pony and let's find my rune energy, the spell is calling oh Milton of thy Heath! Be it magick or strength of 10 warriors, the world awaits dear Milton!
Lore by a Millar tenebrae
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