Ruuko awoke two hours later to the sound of Bluerose's voice. She was singing an old oracle-song that went like something like this...

"Willow, Aspen, Alder, and Birch,
On trees of the forest, little birds perch.
Red, white, gray, yellow, brown,
Blue, and green, colors all around.

Leaves of green, sky of blue,
Some leaves yellow, some leaves brown.
Snow of white, rock of gray,
Bird of red, send tears away.

Since skies are blue, and leaves are green,
I've seen places, I've never been.
The Skylark sings, Robins too,
But not together, they never do.

Leaves of green, sky of blue,
Some leaves yellow, some leaves brown.
Snow of white, rock of gray,
Bird of red, send tears away."

Ruuko felt his heart overturn. Her voice...I have...never heard...
anything...as...lovely... He thought as she came over to him with some healing-herbs.

"Bluerose," he said, hesitantly.

"Hmm?" she responded as she put the herbs on his torn arms, shoulders, and back.

"Why do due keep saving me? AGH!" Ruuko winced as he asked her curiously.

"That is a question with no answer." the young oracle replied.

"Even an oracle does not know?" Ruuko asked slyly as Bluerose got up and went outside...

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Another sneak-peak at "The Love of a Harpy" a work-in-progress.