Quail and Evening were happy to hear of my return from the world of fantasy. A realm, if you will. There were those who asked after my 2 feral friends, but I didn't want to give said friends (the covey) too many ideas, inflations. That they've fans.
So since when has the Elect treated the polis like Grand Theft Auto 3?
As though one far away can
Now they're just sulking. The sun is out.