When Rue rings the evening cup, old Owl Bram fears he is no longer needed. Then the voices along the autumn railway embankment help him hear how deeply he still belongs.
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@watercolortales.bsky.socialWhen Rue rings the evening cup, old Owl Bram fears he is no longer needed. Then the voices along the autumn railway embankment help him hear how deeply he still belongs.