User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-24422626-20160227002852


 * Kick hums softly, forlornly, and pads over to Goldenheart. She gently tilts the unicorn's head; her snoring is alleviated, and Kick begins to sing.*

Golden...

Are you wasting away in your skin?

Are you missing the love of your kin?

Drifting and floating and fading away...

Golden...

Are you still like a foal when you smile?

Can death bear not to share with a child?

Nodding and melting and fading away...

Little lune...

All day...

Little lune...

* ''Glaive complies without a word. He scoots closer to Snowy's bedside.''*