The Sense of Wonder
Far to the north in a land called Svithiod
Is a mountain a thousand miles high.
Once in a thousand years a raven comes
To sharpen her beak.
When the mountain has been worn smooth
With the surface of the earth
A moment of eternity will have passed.
-Captain Du Marbois
Is a mountain a thousand miles high.
Once in a thousand years a raven comes
To sharpen her beak.
When the mountain has been worn smooth
With the surface of the earth
A moment of eternity will have passed.
-Captain Du Marbois
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