There's no future in England's dreaming
Scrooge's countenance fell almost as low as the Ghost's had done.
"So you and two others, Jacob?" he demanded, in a faltering voice.
"No. Three more."
"So four spirits" said Scrooge.
The ghost’s head dropped as it sighed. “Fuck’s sa
Scrooge's countenance fell almost as low as the Ghost's had done.
"So you and two others, Jacob?" he demanded, in a faltering voice.
"No. Three more."
"So four spirits" said Scrooge.
The ghost’s head dropped as it sighed. “Fuck’s sa
Britain is Becoming Gotham
Britain is Becoming Gotham