Forest Park

The Archaic One Theres something I remember from my childhood. A magnificent something. It carried about it an aura that shunned all other things at that point in time. It consumed me and demanded that I must go fourth and play with it. I was no longer allowed the glories of my past activities. No longer could I go out and swim all day as I had before. No longer would the sun smile upon my youthful soul. Truly this device had condemned me to my house. I would not will myself to go out and play in the sand any longer. I wouldnt alloThe Archaic One
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