PlaySoulframe 8 days ago
The year nine hundred twenty-six,
Was known to elder Seers.
Peering in coolpools of mist,
They peered our future, clearer.
A hornรจd beast, though hearing-hard,
Heard a word his herd heard not.
An omen toad's slow croaks were marred,
By fettid ills sick ponds begot.