by Captain_Locke » Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:01 am
The conscious mind of the hill revives me, and grows a nice shady tree for me to sit under. Then it summons a legion of Tree Ents to guard it, and a fair amount of Dryads to "thank" me for all my hard work. The hill is mine, and I belong to the hill. My hill, the hill's Captain.
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