Lost Creek Hollow That I Care Too Much

oh! arric was truly, truly in love, and the more the giant spoke at such loving length, the softer and more filled with affection her own eyes became. "i wish to meet her," she breathed out, having never seen the man moved before, not even in their own interludes. but those had been sportive and friendly, not the stuff of romance, she supposed, pleased for him and greatly so despite the pang in her heart to lose such days. and why should she even mourn them, sides swelled with young once more? "perhaps the creek and the river can come together again," silvertongue suggested with tentative hope, "the way we had always intended. all of us."