To the Lighthouse

The Lighthouse was then a silvery, misty-looking tower with a yellow eye, that opened suddenly, and softly in the evening. Now—



I really like this little lighthouse, with very cute "bowl" for cider drinking and, of course those very delicious crepes.

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I know I always have problems but I never realize that they're so serious. I scored 36, oh my.


Are you alright?