Overture Downs spoken words like moonlight,

for @Blackfell <3

lyrics taken from faded from the winter · iron & wine

a lilting song. ivvillu nipi piugijara.

moving, again, through the fields, towards the grove that she had once visited. day was warm, sun shining in a way that she had not grown used to in her youth. skin, warm beneath her plush coat, too. although snow dotted the meadow, clouds only briefly grasped the sky, and polar-cub would ensure her appreciation of the moment before it became a fleeting one. before the storms and the rain and the snow returned.

a melody left her black lips as she went, and so she would continue her song: miqqutiliriniq amma piruqsiat, words were gentle as the drifted from her maw, as if drawing the plants towards her in a true disney-princess fashion. her paws were careful, carried with a dancers grace, making an obvious effort to not step on any of the flowers that were otherwise unbothered by the snow. this place will be beautiful in spring, and summer, she thought, making a note to return. uvlumi taimaikkavit pisungniq,

uvannungaaq, qijungnit, pausing in her steps, now, to investigate the low branches of a local tree, and the scents upon it, her voice dropped into a murmur, soft in the last words that she would sing: ukiukkut anaaqtaujuq. tail brushing the grasses.