The Lost Islands
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Even the tallest trees are rooted deep in the earth;

Shamwari,

I look forward to spending some time with mother and learning about you and your ways. Perhaps I will come to enjoy the open.

Father,
You sent mother to your enemy. You hide behind your borders and hoard your foals to your side but at the first signs of war flit us away as leaves upon the wind. I loath who you are. I shall not return for your sake. I will visit my siblings as our paths cross with welcome embrace. The next time you see me it will be at your grave. You have torn your herd apart. Goodbye

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