Harrow wraps her arms around herself and shudders. Thinks of her conversation with Moiraine; swallows.
"Why were you killed? Why were you imprisoned?"
The strings dance, fast and spritely, but in a minor key
Many a year ago In a kingdom by the sea There lived a maiden you may know By the name of Annabelle Lee No other thought did trouble her mind But to love and be loved by me
We were children both In this kingdom by the sea But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my Annabelle Lee With a love that the winged angels high Coveted her and me
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Date: 2020-10-16 07:42 pm (UTC)"Why were you killed? Why were you imprisoned?"
The strings dance, fast and spritely, but in a minor key
Many a year ago
In a kingdom by the sea
There lived a maiden you may know
By the name of Annabelle Lee
No other thought did trouble her mind
But to love and be loved by me
We were children both
In this kingdom by the sea
But we loved with a love that was more than love
I and my Annabelle Lee
With a love that the winged angels high
Coveted her and me