tregagle's

Updated: April 30, 2025

I doan't s'pose the cherrybims in heaven loves it more'n what you do." "Here's the rain on the back of the wind," he said. A few heavy drops fell, cold as ice upon his burning face, and Joan laughed as she held out her hand, on which a great splash as big as a shilling had spread. "That be wan of Tregagle's tears," she said, "an' 'tis the voice of en as you can hear howlin' in the wind.

Eden Phillpotts - Lying Prophets