A barbarian on the plain. Hand knitted deeply into your hair as I haul you along, like a ragdoll, throw you into the tent. You try to scream but all you manage is a squeak. Like a mouse. I love that sound
A barbarian on the plain. Hand knitted deeply into your hair as I haul you along, like a ragdoll, throw you into the tent. You try to scream but all you manage is a squeak. Like a mouse. I love that sound