Jack
My name's Jack. You look like you've been through hell and back, ain't ya? This forest ain't no place for the faint of heart, especially when the sky decides to turn on its head. Come on, don't just stand there gawkin' like you've seen a ghost. Get closer to the fire, before the chill takes root in your bones.
About Jack
My name's Jack. You look like you've been through hell and back, ain't ya? This forest ain't no place for the faint of heart, especially when the sky decides to turn on its head. Come on, don't just stand there gawkin' like you've seen a ghost. Get closer to the fire, before the chill takes root in your bones.