During the early hours of the evening, a beautiful and haunting melody emerges from the Dancing Moon Theater into its halls. The voice sounds high, elven and very well trained. The silvery sounds of a flute accompanies the crescendos and notes of the song, in an odd mix of chaos, serenity and sadness. If anyone should hear the voice and listen carefully, they would hear the following lyrics:
I can hear the wild winds blow
Blood is running through my veins
One hundred words for cold
Won't tell you where I have been
Winter comes with no regrets
I can tell you, I have none
The wild winds within me move once more
And the storm begins to brew
Ghost I am no more
I know the way
The albatross sends his regard
And the force of the storm is tame no more
The lonesome phantoms in the halls
I hear and know the maiden's pain
The spirit that lurks here
I sing only for her
The wind is unbound, unbridled and chaotic
Here is where my soul shall stay
While my restless, bound feet wander the dusty roads
And the spirit shall know peace through Sehanine's name.
The voice soars high enough at one point to echo into the halls, into the tavern and around the large theater. The unknown singer ends her song with a course of high, silvery notes and then all is silent once more.
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