♛Edinburgh Tales♛

Fall deeper and deeper, the sirens are singing your songs and the girl has been killed by the hellish wolf. Your warm red blood it calls me, my red right hand shall take the home... There'll be no rest for the wicked. Come little children, I'll take thee away into a land of enchantment and nature.

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