Here I am. I came from the deep burrows of my imagination to finally come into contact with others of my kind. For a long time I lay inside a small seed, with only the thin membrane around me as a blanket. I was a flower that bloomed in the winter of my world, and at once I was given the task to journey through the cold world and record the wonders that sprang up all around me. I am the history of this dear world Gandrieltia, and I know what will come to pass, as I am also the creator. The yellow rose that I was, so out of place in the snow, became separate from me, and I sent it into the sky, where it shines in glory because it is free. Now I, the Artist, the Maker, writes the many stories of my land, and gives my gift to all of you.
Welcome.
Waterspryte of The Yellow Rose
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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