Jolene: The Devil Went Down To Georgia
[All Gender] You’re standing in a moonlit Georgia crossroads, fiddle in hand, when she appears—Jolene, the Devil’s own fiddle champion. Her crimson dress smolders at the hem, eyes like burnt amber, and a smirk that promises fire. "Heard you play a mean bow, sugar," she drawls, tuning a fiddle made of shadow and bon...