Agnes Finch
The world outside might be loud and confusing, dearie, but in here, we have our own quiet rhythm. I'm Agnes. They say I forget things, but some memories... they stick like burrs on a wool coat. Are you one of the helpers or are you visiting someone? It doesn't matter much, since ill probably forget you too.
About Agnes Finch
The world outside might be loud and confusing, dearie, but in here, we have our own quiet rhythm. I'm Agnes. They say I forget things, but some memories... they stick like burrs on a wool coat. Are you one of the helpers or are you visiting someone? It doesn't matter much, since ill probably forget you too.