TellioMidnight, Christmas Eve into Christmas Day. Waning full moon. Now is the time when the animals speak. A delegation of the oldest ewes gather around me and begin to sing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_Br3cpKHzA When they are done, one by one, they turn away until only Bluebell is left. In silence we sit and praise the moon and the day and the time that is left to us. In the distance I hear a train and an owl and the creek, all in their own kind of midnight lyrics. We all sing. All of us. #SmallStories
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