| Winds of Winter | ||
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Mt Hillyer |
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Toppled |
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| To see a tree in the years to come, its leaves and branches will whither away. It's main trunk will become a skeleton laid softly in the snow. And it will make no pronouncement to its former self. It will remain dead, yet part of a memory that adds to its beauty. It's existence will be carried out as life forms feed off of it. Just until it returns to the Earth as dust. | ||
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