Noctisardor Bypass lieblichkeit

wylla often shocked him but this would rank foremost of the times;
with each passing lyric mahler grew more and more scandalized. it showed plainly upon the way his ears came forward and fell back, and how his brows seemed to rise higher and higher until they were in danger of falling from his head.
when wylla had finished and given her explanations, mahler was silent for a long moment. he settled himself more easily near her and laughed aloud in surprise and perhaps something more. "i have a veritable pirate for a vife!" he exclaimed, hiding the titillated gallop of his heart with humour.
it had not been her lewd words, it had been the open and good and untamed spirit of wylla, blooming forth in her voice and her eyes and the sound of her song.
"it seems your mother vas unsuccessful," mahler observed dryly. "i vould not vant it any other vay, however."