Notes
a mix for the treehouse deities, for the old spirits that linger in the whisper of the woods, for those who collect memories and watch over you, for the lonesome spirits, the volitale and violent ones, who can only be calmed by the gentle hum of the others, for the bickerings and long talks of nothing and everything, for time seeping through their forms as if collecting stardust.
for the deities of long summer's past, and the daily rumblings of their existence.
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