December 24, 2022:
Frightening, in the storms.
Two hundred foot towering pines swaying, threatening, whispering Give me a reason, punk.
No reasons, sir. Just a wish for sleep, and a swift morning exit.
Frightening, in the storms.
Two hundred foot towering pines swaying, threatening, whispering Give me a reason, punk.
No reasons, sir. Just a wish for sleep, and a swift morning exit.