for Pio
The mouse emerged cautiously from his hole near the fireplace, and peered around the corner. Nose twitching, he sat up, eyeing the elf-lady with her children. She was enjoying the dreamy music sung by the new bard.
The mouse's nose twitched again, and his ears went forward. Her lively children were fun to watch. And the mouse was happy to see the elf-lady here at the inn.
Happy Birthday, elf-lady.
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