Deep Lore

When th' sun reach'd a high place in the sky and winds soared 'mongst chilly hills, the man of many words entered the enclosed area of the solitary farmers. His grey shoes covered distances through the soft snowy carpet. 't Was when his hunger reached an unbearable amount and speed was no longer a priority, that finally he saw the first outskirts of the modest settlement. The tower apeared high in the sky 'yond houses skillfully built. A wall of stone still under construction, showed the ambitious vitality of the inhabitants...