So here is a terrible moment in our tale, The Playful Bard is beset by three singing sirens who will surely devour him! It’s going to be quite a wait till Monday to find out what happens, so I’ll give you a small clue in the uodate tomorrow.
Nothing. There was nothing
I could do ‘cept hold his hand
As he stood strong and did sing.
Time surely stilled across this land.
Death for love
Brings immortality’s pure touch.
I go to a place prepared,
And a peaceful
If anyone needs a quick catchup on what has happened so far, please do let me know in the comments,