The birds still fly south when winter comes
The deer finds her nest
The sun still rise and sets
The starts come fort in the dark sky
The waves still crash again the rocks
The currents of the ocean continue on their cycles
The angels descend and ascend upon the ladder at the gates of heaven
Men are born and the spirits of men leave the earth
All is according to His purpose, as God has thought so it is.
-Zarach
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