It was on this day that Rev. Mord found himself waiting on the edge of a pit full of spikes. It is the Feast Day of St. Ying, and in the garden, there are probably violets.
It was on this day that Rev. Mord found himself waiting on the edge of a pit full of spikes. It is the Feast Day of St. Ying, and in the garden, there are probably violets.