“Somewhere in the galactic mists that shroud the past, nature found a way of speeding the proliferation - and did it by the ruthless elimination of everything not needed to that end.”

𝓢𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝓜𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 ~

Recollecting the scattered memory of a long forgotten shaman’s lore… They lie in the trees’ mumble as the winds’ whisper.. O how how long lost and forgotten and scattered.. just like us.