we passed on the stairs.
passed walls that were broke.
tho some where not there.
which was a suprise.
you said that you found it a long time ago.
no.
not you.
you never lost control.
the face to face.
you laughed and grabbed the sword.
you search for new land.
for years alone.
you were not alone this time.
a long time ago you knew.
you never lost the control of your face.
who knows where your egg shells fell.
just keep getting good at the sword and you will get more good seeds