There is someone bag-piping. The whole valley is awash with the keening tones of his bladder powered wind instrument. The dogs’ howls have joined in the keening fray.
And I can just picture this.
There is someone bag-piping. The whole valley is awash with the keening tones of his bladder powered wind instrument. The dogs’ howls have joined in the keening fray.
And I can just picture this.