We left the trees for the grasslands, and walked. We walked till we came to great water and kept walking. All the way to the great ice and back. We are human, we cross borders in order to live.
(A quick tour of our very long history.
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This is another carving that is taking it's time. The face began as something entirely different. She kept changing until she told me the title, then we knew where this was going.
Oh no. Oh yes....another trip to the underworld.
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