“Roaming through a forest of dead trees is a living suit of armour. Even from a distance, you can see the gleam of golden honey dripping between the cracks and hear the buzzing of a hundred thousand bees.”
“Roaming through a forest of dead trees is a living suit of armour. Even from a distance, you can see the gleam of golden honey dripping between the cracks and hear the buzzing of a hundred thousand bees.”