Chapter 44: A Pan Flute and Tambourine

Time passes by like a constant river. As I reside with Laululintu, we take towards learning more about our different spheres. Unfortunately, I must explain that I fail to recall much about my days beyond living with the old dwarf. Once we are able to communicate in between languages, Laululintu proceeds to teach me music. After all, an interest in learning provides room for creativity to bloom.

"Now I must ask you," I say while we sit outside. "What does that song mean?"

Although I am able to discern more of the Mystikka language, there are cases in which forming a connective translation is difficult. I watch as the shadows from the tree overhead play across her face. The sunlight beaming down adds a whimsical glow to her violet hue.

"Tula tuulan tulituli tei," she softly sings. "You and I will never part, my berry, my snow bunting, my swallow. You're my greatest treasure and I am yours. What else could I wish for?"