Sinric nods and shifts to press a kiss to Athelstan's brow. The words of
the song are simple but soothing, calling to the dawn and the hopes of a
new day, letting sleep renew the world. His Northumbrian is imperfect but
the feeling is there.
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Date: 2015-09-29 10:49 pm (UTC)Sinric nods and shifts to press a kiss to Athelstan's brow. The words of the song are simple but soothing, calling to the dawn and the hopes of a new day, letting sleep renew the world. His Northumbrian is imperfect but the feeling is there.
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