Willow
Willow smiled faintly, shaking herself out of her revere, as Lily started up the nexy song. It was lovely to be up there, standing on the tables, with friends, though in truth, she hardly knew the two other hobbits.
She was faintly aware that there were more people reacting to their music, and that the other girls were doing much better. They all were, as the time grew later.
Willow yawned. It was growing later, obviously, and the fact threw her slightly off tempo, though she knew the song well, all the verses, and three versions of the tune too. But night was falling-- growing later, and that in itself would take it's toll on her, if she had to continue too much longer. She only hoped that she could stay awake long enough to finish a few more tunes.
She noticed Lily yawning too, and realized that the others were probably as tired as her.
The song drew closer to its end, and Willow figured that it might be smart to take a few slower songs now that the day was drawing ever nearer to it's inevitable conclusion. There was no way to escape the blackness of night.
But in the meantime, they played their fiddles, and flutes, and sang as if night would never completely fall.
The song ended, wherein Willow allowed herself a long yawn before suggesting another song. "It's a slower song, but well known. I think it'll fit," she said, smiling tiredly. It had been a long day.
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