“I greet you as the sorrowseer Zeber, attended by my guardian Iythys,” came the voice from the penumbra. “Who is it that has come to this place of mourning, where the Burr Oak weeps BLACK TEARS for the burden that it does so unjustly carry?”
“I greet you as the sorrowseer Zeber, attended by my guardian Iythys,” came the voice from the penumbra. “Who is it that has come to this place of mourning, where the Burr Oak weeps BLACK TEARS for the burden that it does so unjustly carry?”