Call me the fetters of dromi the way I fit on her fingers
Yet again we find her under her beloved gelding. However unfortunately it appears the gelding is unwell, fallen over, it seems. Ursula is trying to remain calm as if the Horse is actually hurt, panicking will only lead to its demise.
Archibald continues to lay on me as if he were a foal. Does he know I'm not his mother or is he trying to guilt me as recently he became a gelding
