Once within a grove of trees, I found a rolling marble.
Despite all its beauty t'was dulled by its company
- Gold markings are shiny against brown black, which is not shiny (or dull!)
and lay at the foot of a high-reaching tree--
- Unicorn
a sapling compared to my canopy's rings.
- He is younger than Knox.
Now though other trees and glass bits lay about,
this one had rolled on its own.
- Outcast
What a curious thing indeed!