“And the golden apples have kept me warm and whole and fed. But I will leave them - I will follow you into the woods and across fields, I will be hungry and cold and my feet will hurt. But if you are with me, Tabitha, then I will learn to hunt and fish and tell the poison berry from the pure, and I will see a river raise its skirt of geese, and listen to them make a sound like thunder”.
— Apr 27, 2026 07:14PM
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