The Wyrd Sisters sat outside their hut on a clear summer night drinking malt liquor. The air was quiet except for an occasional splash from the nearby loch. “I’m craving a man right now, so I am,” Carla, the youngest sister said. “I’ve been doing that longer than you, dearie,” Agatha, the oldest replied.
Sir Gawain's Quest
Sir Gawain's Quest
Sir Gawain's Quest
The Wyrd Sisters sat outside their hut on a clear summer night drinking malt liquor. The air was quiet except for an occasional splash from the nearby loch. “I’m craving a man right now, so I am,” Carla, the youngest sister said. “I’ve been doing that longer than you, dearie,” Agatha, the oldest replied.