17 April 2012
Alone in the forest, I sing to the wind, Free from the shackles of man. A ghost in the shadows, Vargi I Verum. I forfeit my soul for the land.
A freedom only found, Set to roam neath the bough's, Of the Oak, the Willow, the Elm. This canopy surrounding me, I can King of this bountiful realm.
The Ranger • Opuss № I