Lekxly

Once Upon a Time there was a young man called France. He owned a beautiful house with bountiful flora and he was a well respected man. Many women had swooned over him and men envied his prosperity. But dear France was admired from a distance. The man was renowned for his exceptional culinary skills and hand crafted works of art only to be isolated. Until that one day. 'Twas a blissful morning as dawn broke and dew glistened.France was strolling down a quiet park carrying some art supplies when he saw a lady weeping. He asked her what was wrong. She simply stared. "Please miss, I am merely trying to be of assistance." He reasoned. The lady