A few days later the farmer recieves a letter from the man
Fetish. It reads. If your ever near stop around
. . After several minutes of deep concentration my mind cleared and a verse from the sacred canticle entered my mind;
Night surrounds me
With her cloak of silken blue;
Unfathomed darkness;
Warm and all-embracing,
Speak to me of mysteries
In your whispered, honeyed tones
A few days later the farmer recieves a letter from the man
Fetish. It reads. If your ever near stop around
. . After several minutes of deep concentration my mind cleared and a verse from the sacred canticle entered my mind;
Night surrounds me
With her cloak of silken blue;
Unfathomed darkness;
Warm and all-embracing,
Speak to me of mysteries
In your whispered, honeyed tones
A few days later the farmer recieves a letter from the man
Fetish. It reads. If your ever near stop around
. . After several minutes of deep concentration my mind cleared and a verse from the sacred canticle entered my mind;
Night surrounds me
With her cloak of silken blue;
Unfathomed darkness;
Warm and all-embracing,
Speak to me of mysteries
In your whispered, honeyed tones
Teenage Dessert