The storm keeps blowing. Fear not, lass, I have gathered plenty of wood and enough whiskey for both us. Har! Don't ye worry. When the storm passes, we'll find a passage. Come, let us warm up by the fire
The storm keeps blowing. Fear not, lass, I have gathered plenty of wood and enough whiskey for both us. Har! Don't ye worry. When the storm passes, we'll find a passage. Come, let us warm up by the fire
That they will find a passage! At least 1 or 2 children.
:D