sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
"For now? LongNight approaches. As always I caution everyone to remain inside. You did well last year, but more can be done. No one is to go out, Oliver. No one." Shifting him slightly in her arms, Safrin would continue to scratch him behind the ears on the scruff of his neck.
"Perhaps you should ask the guardians what help they require. They would know better than I." It wasn't Safrin who'd given them their task, after all.
"Oh? Go on then." She encouraged, continuing to fuss over his pale fur.
"Perhaps you should ask the guardians what help they require. They would know better than I." It wasn't Safrin who'd given them their task, after all.
"Oh? Go on then." She encouraged, continuing to fuss over his pale fur.
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
