011 - There were three ravens sat on a tree / They were as blacke as they might be
[Aniki has been wandering, and found her way to Ammy's forest. She's in a deep part of the stream, where it forms a little basin-pool, her clothes hung on a branch at its edge for washing when she's finished with herself.
She's wearing her breastband and underwear this time at least, for the sake of whatever shy lad might come wandering by, but she's not really looking for company. The lampflowers throw odd spheres of light around themselves, turning the forest into a deep-hued patchwork punctuated by electric butterflies. The water where she is looks nearly black due to the strange play of light. Aniki rubs the back of her neck with a happy sigh and starts singing in a soft alto.]
Where I have been is a thousand tales,
where I'll go a thousand more--
I'll ne'er be your lady love
and ne'er your fancy's whore.
I cannae tell you where I'm wandering to.
It's just the compass call--
So you can follow me, my lad,
or follow not at all.
She's wearing her breastband and underwear this time at least, for the sake of whatever shy lad might come wandering by, but she's not really looking for company. The lampflowers throw odd spheres of light around themselves, turning the forest into a deep-hued patchwork punctuated by electric butterflies. The water where she is looks nearly black due to the strange play of light. Aniki rubs the back of her neck with a happy sigh and starts singing in a soft alto.]
Where I have been is a thousand tales,
where I'll go a thousand more--
I'll ne'er be your lady love
and ne'er your fancy's whore.
I cannae tell you where I'm wandering to.
It's just the compass call--
So you can follow me, my lad,
or follow not at all.