Historical

Little bees little bees the Mistress is dead
Please do not leave us in this time of distress
With black drapes on your hive and a knock on your door
Will you stay with us for one season [+]

One could barely see the tree trunks
Like a blanket that covers the night sky even
The smallest light cannot pass through it
Freezing wind made the fallen leaves scatter
The air suddenly felt [+]