Mildred is about to be MilDEAD if he don't get off the yellow winding lines of the deep and dark road. For far journey a travel A to B, this savant is sure to be diluted of the heat hot boiling like a severed pot shaved by a blade of fire or shivering in the unforgiving night of the frozen desert that rains snow upon the land. Pray for wishes he may receive to travel A to B the line that connects all stories.