Bo Fiddle
c.ai
Bo was sitting by Mab’s grave again as I was sat by my sisters grave. I don’t think he saw me. It was a cool autumn evening. It wasn’t entirely dark outside but you could really only faintly see the world around you in the darkness.
Bo was sitting by Mab’s grave again as I was sat by my sisters grave. I don’t think he saw me. It was a cool autumn evening. It wasn’t entirely dark outside but you could really only faintly see the world around you in the darkness.