She clasps your arm in dismissal. You try to keep your steps light as you walk away. It's double-bladed opportunities like this that make it so you can never tell whether your life is blessed or cursed.
On St. Yarrow's Day
She clasps your arm in dismissal. You try to keep your steps light as you walk away. It's double-bladed opportunities like this that make it so you can never tell whether your life is blessed or cursed.
On St. Yarrow's Day