If I can help one fainting robin unto his nest again
I shall not live in vain
I shall not live in vain
Harper is careful with his talons - they are quite sharp, and he doesn’t want to hurt the young man, or even poke holes in his shirt. It’s a good exercise in balance, if easily forgotten when Sah bends immediately to Harper’s mischievous whims.
The sight of the balloons and the water they’d been shallowly resting in cascading over the side of the rooftop is beautiful enough - sweet, sweet chaos - but the shrieks that start up from below are the real prize of the evening. Harper’s cackling is scarcely human anymore in his delight, dancing sideways back and forth on Sah’s shoulder as far as he can to get the motion out of his limbs. Turning as the man speaks, Harper tugs on another dark lock of hair, impish and fond already. “Har-per!” he croaks, and stubbornly remains perched on Sah’s shoulder for most of the remaining daylight hours.
Their victims never see them, but the tale is spun by the merchants long after they’ve gone.
-FIN
The sight of the balloons and the water they’d been shallowly resting in cascading over the side of the rooftop is beautiful enough - sweet, sweet chaos - but the shrieks that start up from below are the real prize of the evening. Harper’s cackling is scarcely human anymore in his delight, dancing sideways back and forth on Sah’s shoulder as far as he can to get the motion out of his limbs. Turning as the man speaks, Harper tugs on another dark lock of hair, impish and fond already. “Har-per!” he croaks, and stubbornly remains perched on Sah’s shoulder for most of the remaining daylight hours.
Their victims never see them, but the tale is spun by the merchants long after they’ve gone.
-FIN
