00:06I am many things. I have been many things. Warm and green. Cold and grey. Devastated and dying.
00:28Now I am alive again. But I fear my new children imitate the old ones. Some claim the mountains
00:40or the forests. Or build fortresses on the plains. They begin to mistrust. And prepare
00:53for war. Still, I love them as only a mother can. And now I fear for them. I feel the
01:09winds
01:09of change begin to blow. And this time it may be an all-out storm. I pray that my children
01:18will weather this tempest. For nothing is immortal. And one day, they may have to survive without
01:31me.
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