“A Warrior sat under the Willow Tree” #6

The edge of the sword may have dulled with age and many battles, but do not discount the temper of such a blade, a Sword of Significance. Her garden was planted in pain. Rey was alone…very alone. She lived for the return of her parents, but they never came. The loss of both parents atContinue reading ““A Warrior sat under the Willow Tree” #6″

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