He is the guardian of the earth’s secret marrow, a spirit of the soil and the stone who watches over the treasures buried beneath the roots of ancient trees. Neither benevolent nor cruel, he represents the raw vitality of nature that can grant immense fortune or demand a terrifying price for trespassing in his domain. Why do we think the earth belongs to us, when every mountain has a sentinel that was old before our first ancestors drew breath? He is the silent steward of the material world, the weight of the rock and the memory of the deep cave.
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