And all who would walk the fields
when the Boar of Summer strides
in drum-beat hooves,
and the Iron Forest converges
to its fated, inevitable clash – all,
all are as children, as children once more.
Fener’s Reve
Destriant Dellem (b?)
(MoI, UK Trade, p.203)
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