But in the dusty shadows an organ player sits still pressing damaged prayers through a tower of brass pipes.
But in the dusty shadows an organ player sits still pressing damaged prayers through a tower of brass pipes.
"What should I do now?" She says. "I did everything, just how you asked. But now I'm scared."
The horse's greedy eyes glitter, "But did you bring the apple you picked from the tree?"
"What should I do now?" She says. "I did everything, just how you asked. But now I'm scared."
The horse's greedy eyes glitter, "But did you bring the apple you picked from the tree?"