I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
The much smaller than normal Luxere that suddenly joined the group was the first indication that someone else had shown up. But she didn’t look at first, simply smiling at the new little deer in the group. One of the younger ones came up to her and she gently scratched behind its ears, still singing her tune. Pim glanced up at the summoner, curled up and banished indoors as he was, but otherwise kept on snoozing. Glow deer weren’t that interesting to him, even though his human seemed to love them.
But when another, familiar voice joined hers, Phoebe glanced over, smiling warmly at Loren. A light blush rose in her cheeks, shoving aside any memories that would make her a bumbling idiot. Besides, there were Luxere to sing to – and fortunately, her song being a folk song, it wasn’t too hard to catch on to. She patted the bale of hay she sat on, inviting the Launceleyn over to sit as she slowed down the tempo of the tune, in hopes he could keep up and sing along. If not, he could keep up on the chorus at least.
”And on the tree there was a branch,
A rare branch, a rattlin’ branch
The branch on the tree and the tree in the hole
And the hole in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o”
If Loren had come to sit next to her, Phoebe would pass him a little bag of oats and carrots – things the Luxere liked very much.
But when another, familiar voice joined hers, Phoebe glanced over, smiling warmly at Loren. A light blush rose in her cheeks, shoving aside any memories that would make her a bumbling idiot. Besides, there were Luxere to sing to – and fortunately, her song being a folk song, it wasn’t too hard to catch on to. She patted the bale of hay she sat on, inviting the Launceleyn over to sit as she slowed down the tempo of the tune, in hopes he could keep up and sing along. If not, he could keep up on the chorus at least.
”And on the tree there was a branch,
A rare branch, a rattlin’ branch
The branch on the tree and the tree in the hole
And the hole in the bog
And the bog down in the valley-o”
If Loren had come to sit next to her, Phoebe would pass him a little bag of oats and carrots – things the Luxere liked very much.
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