The gentleman in the toga is our director of oenological research.
The struts of a roof are joggled into the truss posts.
This is a fic I started on after a discussion with Cathy about there not being much shortfic about at the moment.
The raven, in short, when he pairs, which he does at the earliest moment permitted by the laws of ravendom, pairs for life […]
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