At the moment Tania heard the high, clear notes of the flute come wafting toward them. It was a beautiful melody, slow and melancholy at first, a song that might be surprised to by mariners who had been too long at sea. Tania felt tears prick her eyes as the aching melody drifted over the ship. But then the tune grew livelier, filled with hope and joy - a tune from the hearts of sailors who have seen their home port by the light of a rosy dawn.
The Lost Queen - Allan Frewin Jones
Série: Faerie Path - Vol II
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