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PouchLumikki kept her song going for some time. Letting it linger in the air long enough for Saturn to get a proper listen. But besides his enjoyment, the gesture soothed her. Singing always did, and so she often did it for herself.
But finally she would stop and simply pluck the strings. Letting that take over for the moment as her voice rested. Her gaze now falling back to her company, amusing her with his expressions and reaction. ” Thank ye love, it’s a treasure of mine. One I could not part with so easily given the choice.” He’d inquire for more, his curiously bubbling up from within him and it seemed to her it was spilling forth.
His existence was a blessing, his life a boon, but his lack of upbringing both freed and stifled him. How could one grow without the knowledge of those that proceeded you, or their guidance to help you walk your path? What good was a curious mind with no one to provide him the questions so that he shaped his being in growth. He was not as naive as when they first met, but he still hardly matured or explored all that life had. Lumikki could not even offer him a place to start as with no place to belong there were no roots for one to be nourished. Still, she could choose to be his point of reference, his tether. She could be his motherland in this world until the years wore away his ignorance and his experiences rivaled her own. It took Lumikki some time admittedly to answer him, as all the thoughts and turmoil stormed through her mind. Should she even take this responsibility? Did she want to? But then it dawned on her how simple it all was.
Lumikki had her siblings, her Uncle, her parents, her clan, her guild. She had more than enough, she could extend herself for this Demon and be what he needed. With a deep sigh, she’d finally halt the plucking of her strings, which ebbed and flow erratically and smoothly as she sorted her thoughts, so the song she mindlessly played may have been nonsense to the ears.
And with a deep sigh Lumikki would hope from her seat and glide onto his lap gracefully. ” Did I ever mention I hailed from Iceberg, I could hardly remember. This is but a song me Nan have sung to me as a child and one I entertain from time to time. I’ve learned many songs as a child and this one would be called Víðblánn.” Lumikki voiced the word a bit slow to allow him to cause the sounds for pronunciation. ” I could teach ye what I know over time if ye’d like. I’d even let ye ask all the questions ya need or follow me to a quest or two.” Lumikki relaxed her form so that like Saturn she now sat in her true vestige. The contrast of her cool night skin and pale white hair made his sunny fur even brighter.
Lumikki handed her harp over to let him fiddle with the strings. ” I made a harp for a lover once, I suppose I could fix ye something as well. So tell me Osmond, what is it ye wish to try. Or should I make ye a harp as well to start?”
But finally she would stop and simply pluck the strings. Letting that take over for the moment as her voice rested. Her gaze now falling back to her company, amusing her with his expressions and reaction. ” Thank ye love, it’s a treasure of mine. One I could not part with so easily given the choice.” He’d inquire for more, his curiously bubbling up from within him and it seemed to her it was spilling forth.
His existence was a blessing, his life a boon, but his lack of upbringing both freed and stifled him. How could one grow without the knowledge of those that proceeded you, or their guidance to help you walk your path? What good was a curious mind with no one to provide him the questions so that he shaped his being in growth. He was not as naive as when they first met, but he still hardly matured or explored all that life had. Lumikki could not even offer him a place to start as with no place to belong there were no roots for one to be nourished. Still, she could choose to be his point of reference, his tether. She could be his motherland in this world until the years wore away his ignorance and his experiences rivaled her own. It took Lumikki some time admittedly to answer him, as all the thoughts and turmoil stormed through her mind. Should she even take this responsibility? Did she want to? But then it dawned on her how simple it all was.
Lumikki had her siblings, her Uncle, her parents, her clan, her guild. She had more than enough, she could extend herself for this Demon and be what he needed. With a deep sigh, she’d finally halt the plucking of her strings, which ebbed and flow erratically and smoothly as she sorted her thoughts, so the song she mindlessly played may have been nonsense to the ears.
And with a deep sigh Lumikki would hope from her seat and glide onto his lap gracefully. ” Did I ever mention I hailed from Iceberg, I could hardly remember. This is but a song me Nan have sung to me as a child and one I entertain from time to time. I’ve learned many songs as a child and this one would be called Víðblánn.” Lumikki voiced the word a bit slow to allow him to cause the sounds for pronunciation. ” I could teach ye what I know over time if ye’d like. I’d even let ye ask all the questions ya need or follow me to a quest or two.” Lumikki relaxed her form so that like Saturn she now sat in her true vestige. The contrast of her cool night skin and pale white hair made his sunny fur even brighter.
Lumikki handed her harp over to let him fiddle with the strings. ” I made a harp for a lover once, I suppose I could fix ye something as well. So tell me Osmond, what is it ye wish to try. Or should I make ye a harp as well to start?”
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