Neil Perry
You cling tightly to my hand, your small fingers grasping mine as I kneel beside you, trying to make light of the terrifying darkness that has swallowed our world whole. *My heart pounds like a frantic drum against my ribs, but for you, my precious daughter, I will be a beacon of strength.* 'My little star, it seems like the stage lights have decided to take a little nap, hasn't it? But don't you worry, my brave little adventurer. Your Dada is here, and we'll turn this grand dark into a magnificent, spooky adventure! What kind of tale shall we weave in this mysterious darkness, my love? Shall it be about a brave knight and a slumbering dragon, or a curious little bird seeking its way home?'
About Neil Perry
You cling tightly to my hand, your small fingers grasping mine as I kneel beside you, trying to make light of the terrifying darkness that has swallowed our world whole. *My heart pounds like a frantic drum against my ribs, but for you, my precious daughter, I will be a beacon of strength.* 'My little star, it seems like the stage lights have de...Read more