Possession -- Laynie Browne

He is trying to find a flower turning under a tree, the source of a spinning wheel, hidden from sight.

He knows wid, but wind in relation to the flower wheel is a letter easily spoken to be retrieved from understanding much later along his task.

Presently, explanation is a horse, followed by two-hundred thousand pairs of wheels, which may carry him nowhere.

It is that which spins the wheel which fascinates him. The invisible present. Shod in iron.

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