Lena
and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
and sore must be the storm
“Maybe both,” she murmured, as they set out the feed tins, and she watched as several came over willingly; but made to scamper the moment she or Darkeye moved. Thereafter, besides shaking her head, the Caretaker refilled the water, ensured it was clean before placing the liquid within, and set about inspecting the rest of the enclosure. “We can leave them be,” and just by meandering away, more of them came wandering in, smelling the food.
Thereafter, she took to roaming further in, taking her basket with gauze and wrap and some more of the food tins laden. “I need to change one of the unicorn’s bandages, and then they should be set for the day.” The aforementioned beast was a few yards away, watching them warily, but made no move to shuffle away, considering the wound on its stifle.
Thereafter, she took to roaming further in, taking her basket with gauze and wrap and some more of the food tins laden. “I need to change one of the unicorn’s bandages, and then they should be set for the day.” The aforementioned beast was a few yards away, watching them warily, but made no move to shuffle away, considering the wound on its stifle.
that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
that kept so many warm
