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The Wisethorn bow
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The Wisethorn connected with my mind today. It had no voice. It was like i knew that it was talking to me. And i knew what it was talking about. I only heard whispers in a toungue that seemed it was lost hundreds of years ago. The whispers soon filled my mind and drove my into thinking thoughts that were clearly not my own. The Wisethorn told me that connected too long i might go insane. But i am starting to get used to the connection. It told me how to make its wood weak and how to make it strong. Aparently the wood can be bathed in a mixture of honey and fish oil. It said that i should make myself a bow out of its wood as a gift for saving it. Suddenly it moved towards me and pointed a branch at me. I was calm. Its whispers made me calm. I was told to take the branch and make a bow. That is what i did. I prepared the mixture and suprisyngly it worked. The wood became flexible. I made a bow but it seemed that it will break if touched. The i heard more whispers. Now in the languagw of humans. Our connectin was getting stronger. It seemed that i knew what to do to make it stronger. I made a fire and threw the bow in. It worked. The Wisethorn became a part in my mind, teaching me when i didn't even know. The bow was now as hard as iron  and as flexible as paper. I took a leaf of the Wisethron and made soem string. That also proved to be a great sucsees. I knew more about the world every second. THe bow is the greatest weapon i have ever seen. It can easely compare to elven longbows. And the arrows fly as fast as lightning.