Something to think about... I hope
I'm the last,
though there's one yet after me.
I know the river
But I don't know about sea.
Wicked hearts and arms of stone I knew
as well as little folk in ancient time
a wind from far and barren lands in view
With three legs; I can never move or die.
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"Should the story say 'he ate bread,' the dramatic producer can only show 'a piece of bread' according to his taste or fancy, but the hearer of the story will think of bread in general and picture it in some form of his own." -On Fairy-Stories
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