I can hear the call of the sea.The waves lull me into a dreamOf the water in the AnduinFlowing ever into the sea.The waves rose
“You see, we’re all poor gnomes from Bism whom the Witch has called up here by magic to work for her. But we’d forgotten all
“The disciples came up and asked, “Why do you tell stories?” Jesus replied, “You’ve been given insight into God’s kingdom. You know how it works.