Pilgrim

My days are now numbered. In Ledbury I split. Siluria, my child, swept from me into the boiling seas, eddied in Eastnor, the home of our Father. I found her huddled between strata, spent and alone. To the Malvern Hills, the very Incunabula itself, I bear the last living heir.

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