Mye: The World Elsewhere – Part Fifty Four

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.

*Narrator*

Nothing. There was nothing
I could do ‘cept hold his hand
As he stood strong and did sing.
Time surely stilled across this land.

*Playful Bard*

Lonely living
Sadly lingers;
Death for love
Brings immortality’s pure touch.
I go to a place prepared,
And a peaceful
Father awaits.

If anyone needs a quick catchup on what has happened so far, please do let me know in the comments,
Andrew

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