Trove, or: Troubled

My 2nd Cyrch A Chwta A quadrille Her room was completely chock- full of stuff no longer stocked. She'd abandoned wearing socks, for they were lost under blocks. Visitors would softly knock, rather than deal with deep shock at panes blocked off from the dawn and murals drawn in bright chalk. Cyrch A Chwta? (kirch… Continue reading Trove, or: Troubled