At the River
We saw ten men washing their beards in the river. they had lived with eachother their whole lives. Some would have called them prisoners. I knew they were the shepheards of a future world.
I was born in a blue waterfall in the Nimian Front. Nursed by a nomad, and living off nuts. They call me West the Wunderkind.
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