The old sage walked out.
With a cloak, holding a staff craved from an oak tree.
He said to me.
"Try get some sleep, you've been waiting too long."
"It's beyond your control, let me remind you."
I fell.
In the darkness, surrounded by infinite hopeless outside.
I slept.
Under the mercy of The Elvish Moon Lady.
I wake.
In the sunshine, surrounded by loving warmness inside.
Covered with the bleached cloak, lying within shadows of a tree.
Beneath the oak tree I stand.
The old sage walks in.
Before he closes the door, he smiles.
Then he walks in me.

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