And it came to pass that as my father arose in the morning, and went forth to the tent door, to his great astonishment he beheld upon the ground a round ball of curious workmanship; and it was of fine brass. And within the ball were two spindles; and the one pointed to the way whither we should go into the wilderness.
You can't always take on a journey alone, and you don't have to.
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