earthshine

Hāl, wundorlic gehīeran. Ic eom, Tonepoet, þīn freondlīca neahgebūre stēorrīcend. Wē wēn wē sculan forðfēran on ān wēg þæt bringe þā tīda cyme. Gyf þǣr is ān swīþe seon þæt me lǣcað, hit is þæt þǣr sunne is mǣre mægen. Ūre mǣgenda freond, þæt sunne, lēohteð ūre swēte Modor Eorþe and āwende his slǣpende drēamas on ān blīðe and fǽgerne hēafodscēawung. Nim āne stunde to hēafde bēon mid þīnum ealdan…