Stories Untold by Tulus
Above the colourless cold,
Through the winds of the shivering night.
Stories obscure and untold
Carried by ravens in flight.
Finding and keeping the truth,
Hiding the grief in their hearts.
Stories of aged and of youth,
Of the child, where the history starts.
Circling the woods and the time,
Finding the tale of the gatherer.
Searching the gruesome, the crime,
Uncovering acts of the torturer.
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