"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul..." (Emily Dickinson)
"Neither the angels in heaven above, nor the demons down under the sea, can ever dissever my soul from the soul of the beautiful Annabel Lee..." (Edgar Allan Poe)
PuppyTales, Chill November Waltz and I form the Golden Trio. Of Something.
We haven't quite figured out what it is yet.
Only two things are for sure: Puppy's bound and determined to be the hero,
and no one wants to be ginger.