Part 1
It was the end of summer. Weary, yellowing foliage hung on the boughs, longing for autumn’s release. In the fields around the small West-Country town, fleets of combine harvesters and tractors worked the land, gathering, cutting, baling, storing. The October sun shone brightly on the amber stone of the town’s medieval market cross, and the fresh thatch of the ancient pub across the square. The cattle had been cleared from the fair field, ready for the arrival of the seasonal...
"carnival Queen" - (crux Story By Montycrusto)
It was the end of summer. Weary, yellowing foliage hung on the boughs, longing for autumn’s release. In the fields around the small West-Country town, fleets of combine harvesters and tractors worked the land, gathering, cutting, baling, storing. The October sun shone brightly on the amber stone of the town’s medieval market cross, and the fresh thatch of the ancient pub across the square. The cattle had been cleared from the fair field, ready for the arrival of the seasonal...
"carnival Queen" - (crux Story By Montycrusto)