Bethberry turned to the melodious voice of Naaramare.
No disturbance, Naaramare. None at all. *smiles* Birdie had a ... fall, and has a few bruises to her face and arms. I'm watching to see she doesn't slip into a deep sleep. What do you think of the drawings Holly has done while she watched?
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I’ll sing his roots off. I’ll sing a wind up and blow leaf and branch away.
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