What happens as these rare strange beautiful, beautiful objects stray the ached earth?
Perhaps they whisper more readily from the shoulder of motherhood.
But they are far far harder to mark from the singing spark flaming grindstone.
Fire ward their cases lay hollow in the separate mystic place they come from
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