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[dat_guardian]

[Anyone who goes near the Temple may well 'hear' the reverberating voice of the Guardian raised in song.]

O come, thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight.

[It turns to a low, throbbing hum at the chorus

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[redtattoos]

[Miku has long since decided she's had her fill of strange songs from strange people, but this seems different somehow. It's not like the haunting Handmaiden's Song that she would often hear in the Manor of Sleep. That 'lullaby' was much more dismal, foreboding.

This isn't dismal at all, to her surprise. It's actually kind of nice.]

You have a pleasant voice.

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[dat_guardian]

[The Guardian lights another candle before he gently presses his hands together and squashes the flame. He turns and inclines his head to Miku, smilingly faintly.]

Many thanks, though few would refer to this as a voice.

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[redtattoos]

Why is that?

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[dat_guardian]

[He smiles.]

Do you see my lips moving?

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[redtattoos]

[She is surprised when she realizes that no, they're not.]

--Oh, I understand now. I didn't notice, at first.

[She wonders momentarily if she's seen enough unusual things to have started developing an immunity to them.]