In my dreams, I went back to our old homestead in the center left right upper lower portion of Nautilus, Lichen. It was in ruins but still standing. The land around it was barren; even fabled Mistletoe-Perch which resisted so much change before had faded and vanished. The homestead stood alone.
I went inside and found that barrel. We had some good times with that wine in that barrel, Lichen. Didn’t we?
Sunklands 