July 3, 2008 at 10:32am
by unmasked The countryside is quiet, the grass, an emerald shade of swirling patterns as a gentle country breeze picks up the fallen Autumn leaves and sends them spiraling towards the solitary brickwork cottage perched atop the gentle rise of the grassy hill.
The cottage is almost completely still, the soft braying of cattle and the click-clack […]
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