What do you seek here, lady?
A song.
That is well, for I know many.
Avarien laughed, and a silver shiver ran through Taitheneb. I must learn the song of the stream.
I knew it long ago.
Know ye well enough to sing it now?
Nay, lady. Only to know it if I heard it again. There was only one, I deem, who could have sung it for you aright.
Her silver smile faded, and she sighed. So the stones say also. But my mistress is long away, and her song faded.
Last edited by mark12_30; 02-21-2009 at 08:26 PM.
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