Ariadne turned to look at the strange woman. She had kind eyes and she smelled faintly of ozone. Ariadne didn't know her name, but she remembered that hair. Alastrians were always drawn to people with pastel hair. It was only a shade or two less yellow than her Aunt Anya.
With a dip of her head, she squared off her shoulders, slipping into a second verse:
IN YOU I SEE ADVENTURE I SEE COLOR, I SEE LIGHT I HEAR THE MUSIC OF MAENADS I HEAR POEMS I COULD WRITE AND IF THE GODS COULD HEAR ME IF MY LIFE THEY’D REARRANGE I’D FOLLOW YOU INTO THE UNKNOWN I’D CALL YOU MY SOMETHING STRANGE
From what she knew about the song, which wasn't much, it was meant to talk about the first time an Alastrian encountered an Elf. There was a whole legend built around it. Star-crossed lovers. The usual. But they said that it was because of this encounter that Alastrians could change their forms.
No one ever mentioned that it was also because of this encounter that Alastrians were hunted down like animals by the humanoids of the realm.
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With a dip of her head, she squared off her shoulders, slipping into a second verse:
IN YOU I SEE ADVENTURE
I SEE COLOR, I SEE LIGHT
I HEAR THE MUSIC OF MAENADS
I HEAR POEMS I COULD WRITE
AND IF THE GODS COULD HEAR ME
IF MY LIFE THEY’D REARRANGE
I’D FOLLOW YOU INTO THE UNKNOWN
I’D CALL YOU MY SOMETHING STRANGE
From what she knew about the song, which wasn't much, it was meant to talk about the first time an Alastrian encountered an Elf. There was a whole legend built around it. Star-crossed lovers. The usual. But they said that it was because of this encounter that Alastrians could change their forms.
No one ever mentioned that it was also because of this encounter that Alastrians were hunted down like animals by the humanoids of the realm.