PHOEBE
”Well, you don’t really do anything with the sun. Its purpose is symbolic; catching the sun to help the days stay long for as long as possible.” she said, giving him a sunny smile. Phoebe set aside her book briefly so she could focus on fully explaining it. ”So you make a basket, catch the sun, do something for Safrin so she does not bring the night back, and then you make a gift for the festival.” she said, counting off on her fingers so she was sure not to miss one.”A Fae woman told me that all the traditions are a bit more geared towards children, but I figured it doesn’t hurt to participate. Maybe if the Fae see us as willing to learn and embrace their culture, they will be more willing to be friendly with us.” she said with a little shrug.
I look up to the little bird
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
