Rosy Fingered Dawn stretches her hand across the morning sky. As least that is what one of Chorus believes. (Hes kind of that way. The other is not so sure.) A little snippet of a classic story in
Rosy Fingered Dawn stretches her hand across the morning sky. As least that is what one of Chorus believes. (Hes kind of that way. The other is not so sure.) A little snippet of a classic story in