Guardian of Air
A bard sits beside a northern sea, playing his harp
for himself alone. Words pour from him, from
the depths of knowledge, of lore, and of poetry.
He is the guardian of words... he remembers... he names...
he tells the stories so they will never be forgotten.
What are your stories? What are the epic songs
that tell of your adventures, triumphs, and
sorrows? Express yourself in words now...
tell your tale, even if only to yourself alone.
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