Through the Fire
A lady sat by a fireside in a warm and pleasant room.The lady was young, she was innocent of face and fair.In the corner stood a harp, a mirror, a loom.Deep and deeper into the…
A lady sat by a fireside in a warm and pleasant room.The lady was young, she was innocent of face and fair.In the corner stood a harp, a mirror, a loom.Deep and deeper into the…
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