With a hunger that knows no end, the beard expands, extends, inhabits, animates. The man no longer grows the beard, the beard grows the man. The beard grows the horse, the troll, the house, the countryside. The beard grows all.
Don't ask where that house/beard found a mace that big - I don't know the answer to that question.
In other news, we have a guest viking today from the marvelous Christina Ellis!
Yes.
I hope this becomes a video game someday
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