Pages
Home
Wednesday, 24 December 2014
It is Christmas after all...
It was the day before Christmas and from the desolate tundra the Draindeer staggered on. The howling winds brought a sound from its paper-cut mouth to your frozen ears 'A merry Christmas to you,' it rasped. 'And to you, a goodnight.'
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment