Wednesday/Stereotypes

	They're snared by this Age. Until they can cut their bonds on their own, we should nurture them and remind them of what is outside the trap.
	I hear they see the dangers. Their hand-knives and grin-daggers are sharp. I hope they are clever.
	They drink raven-wine, and the earth and sky give them no aid. Probably best to follow their example.
	*squints* Really?
	They cannot aid us as they are. Move them along so they may return.
	We can see the carvings on the Tree. Our knives should make a different picture for all.
	Do not be content with the secrets you know now.
	Dream and earth married? Tell me more.