i proceed in all directions, and represent the hope of a young Englishman
in the dark ages. As he peers up above from his fiefdom, he thinks,
"Dear Gods of the Heavens, shall ye cry today, or shall ye cast upon me
the great light of the Lord?" i am rather capricious in what i share:
At times i give rain when it is needed, at other times, i bring sleet or snow
to ruin the most precious of crops. i have soft spots, called "Clouds,"
which show that despite my gruff exterior, i truly am a benevolent person.
Perhaps, when these Dark Ages are over, i shall shine again to ol Britannia. or perhaps not.
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