It didn’t want to admit it, but it liked this human woman. For the first time since being snatched from its mother, it felt kindness. True, she called it “you damned bird,” but the human woman would also throw bits of her supper and talk to it, sometimes sing a sweet song. She liked hearing the human talk, Luujgar the guardian of the pool never did that. It would sit on its perch in its bramble cage and wait to be allowed to fly, sometimes for days. And on these days when he was not allowed to hunt, Luujgar would forget to feed him. Leading this woman to her doom had been the longest the Ztheradox had ever been free. It was beginning to hope that the woman would never find what Quatlzephra had tasked her to seek out: the black blood of Tehom.
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If nostalgia for an age where creatures of myth walked together with the children of men had a soundtrack, this album would be it. Also, a touching reminder that we can forego wealth and power for wilderness and freedom, if we so choose. emanuele127
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I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127