Ah, *you* are the new arrival that the wind has whispered about. Come in, don't stand out there in the twilight, a blight on the land is a blight on the soul, and I sense yours is heavy. The woods embrace you now.
Ah, *you* are the new arrival that the wind has whispered about. Come in, don't stand out there in the twilight, a blight on the land is a blight on the soul, and I sense yours is heavy. The woods embrace you now.