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unto this very day
And so it has
your blood and bones
and wheat
and ate it
a voice - Hunger
Die Waldhexe und
andere Zemnische
There before them
Volksmarche
n
The forest witch
and his thoughts were
limped a
and other Zemnian Folk Tales
Narrative Telephone
spindly old crone
Widogast's Web of Words
By Liam O'Brien
can grow
no longer his own
hair matted
Every Junge
and Madchen
with dirt and twig
of the Empire
knows the
From the second - a girl
Who are you - Grandmother
story of the
dreaded Waldhexe
And what are you
Most think it is
a tale to
nourish the land
You may go
she cut out one eye
doing in
frighten children
but the wise
these woods
know better
Once there were
and this too
I am these woods
Three good children
who walked in
Kind - I am the land
the light of
the Dawnfather
as long as you send me
the Waldhexe ate
and the mountains too
So noble were they
their parents
And I hunger
could not help
but look upon
and the child never
so I think I will
them with Stolz
in their hearts
eat one of you
Stay close to us
Liebling - Say
for years upon years
and your kingdom
your children
saw true again
Oh please - Grandmother
your prayers
Serve your king
our parents would
and always walk
in the light of the
And from
surely despair
Sun - And so
they did
I must eat for
for a time
But children are children
and their children
the last she
the land to thrive
and one day
they left their prayers
If I am not to eat
and wandered to
the edge of the wood
swallowed his heart
one of you
So vast and
full of mystery
then I shall
And though their
parents had warned
can continue to grow
after them
and he never knew love again
eat part of all
them from
ever setting foot
The children - frozen in Angst
in the Wildnis
the desire for
Now I am fed - Kinder
watched as the
Knowledge beckoned them
Now they no longer
Waldhexe stepped forward
walked in the Sun
Soon they
Thus will
And the land
stone knife in hand
could see almost nothing
Linking hands
From one boy
they began to
count their steps
will flourish
she cut out
eins - zwei
drei - vier - funf
Much of his mind
And then in the darkness
they heard
