It was a gloomy morning at the edge of Parvum Pond. The early mist had not dissipated, but instead climbed up the slight incline, engulfing the vanguard of the park row mansions and mixing with the slight drizzle from the grey sky. Four old buzzards in capes and top hats, sat hunched in an undecorated coach as it pulled up past The houses of Lavendula, Mulberry, Halite, and beyond a thick, overgrown hedge filled with dark thorns, bramble, and tiny poisonousness berries. A Clever Than Production. www.cleverthan.comInstagram: @clever.than Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.