Sarah J. Maas Quote
There were two sisters, they went playing, To see their father’s ships come sailing … And when they came unto the sea-brim The elder did push the younger inSometimes she sank, and sometimes she swam, ’Til her corpse came to the miller’s dam But what did he do with her breastbone? He made him a viol to play on. What’d he do with her fingers so small? He made pegs to his viol withallAnd what did he do with her nose-ridge? Unto his viol he made a bridge. What did he do with her veins so blue? He made strings to his viol theretoWhat did he do with her eyes so bright? On his viol he set at first light. What did he do with her tongue so rough? ’Twas the new till and it spoke enough Then bespake the treble string, ‘O yonder is my father the king.’Then bespake the second string, ‘O yonder sits my mother the queen.’ Then bespake the strings all three, ‘Yonder is my sister that drowned me.’
There were two sisters, they went playing, To see their father’s ships come sailing … And when they came unto the sea-brim The elder did push the younger inSometimes she sank, and sometimes she swam, ’Til her corpse came to the miller’s dam But what did he do with her breastbone? He made him a viol to play on. What’d he do with her fingers so small? He made pegs to his viol withallAnd what did he do with her nose-ridge? Unto his viol he made a bridge. What did he do with her veins so blue? He made strings to his viol theretoWhat did he do with her eyes so bright? On his viol he set at first light. What did he do with her tongue so rough? ’Twas the new till and it spoke enough Then bespake the treble string, ‘O yonder is my father the king.’Then bespake the second string, ‘O yonder sits my mother the queen.’ Then bespake the strings all three, ‘Yonder is my sister that drowned me.’
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