Firefly Glen 4 "Oh"s, sweet love of mine

Wraen blushed and smiled in a giddy manner at the man, who had given the compliment. It was one thing, when your father thought that you were the most beautiful thing in the world (that did not count, because parents never said a bad word about you - not hers anyway), but it was totally different, when a stranger said so, and she had not even knowingly attempted to fish for the compliments. 

"Sing... if you hold your ears and hearing dear, you definitely do not want to hear me sing," she laughed merrily. She had no ear for music, no knack for singing. Not even the slightest. Even humming was horrible at best. "I do not exaggerate. They will litteraly shrivel up and fall off."