“And then I picked up a soft spoken traveling man who turned out to be a gate-keeper shaman... and a poet, turns out. I didn’t know his real name, but his stage name was Cedar Branches, like on a tree, and truthfully, he was a little thin, and a little bent, like a branch...See more
“And then I picked up a soft spoken traveling man who turned out to be a gate-keeper shaman... and a poet, turns out. I didn’t know his real name, but his stage name was Cedar Branches, like on a tree, and truthfully, he was a little thin, and a little bent, like a branch...See more