Fret not father, we have no need of thy flail. Tis only the flame, quivering at misguided Ash. Please, avert thine eyes. I will snuff out these ashes for good.
Fret not father, we have no need of thy flail. Tis only the flame, quivering at misguided Ash. Please, avert thine eyes. I will snuff out these ashes for good.