He mumbles about the assembly and I can see that he doesn't remember me but I was there in the valley when he towered above me and I remember it well.

Time passed so slowly in Eden. apples were what we would feed on.

Time reopened one portal and through it I could see we were mortal

I worry as much as anyone could
that there are billions of bibles
all made from wood

the foresters jobs are put on the line
something else in the orchard of time.