But I’ve never seen it with my own eyes,
Not that I’m one who denies
The chance to go have a look.
Guide us down through the deep woods,
Watching out for the Thura cats,
Now as we go take our chance,
Traveling south, wondering if we should.
Because I trust you, if he trusts you, if she trusts you
Now to run with us unimpeded,
And our contract is done and completed
Once we’ve gone and passed safely through.
With the release of every chapter of Below the Land, I will be posting a companion poem. This is the poem related to Chapter 18.