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10 months ago

The Rose on My Cheek

Part of the Alienage Soundscapes series created for @cityelfweek

WANTED ALIVE for the murder of ser Bern and lady Emmeline Farthin of Edgehall: the elf Falma of Edgehall, scullery maid at lady Emmeline's estate. 5’3”, brown hair and eyes, brown skin, about 20 years of age. Reward: 100 sovereigns.

— Wanted poster in the market square of Edgehall

(Lyrics and song without sound effects under the cut)

A rose on my cheek sits since yesterday morn. A wardog has placed it, the rose had a thorn. The rose has a red crown and a red dress torn, the thorn a cruel gauntlet with gold rings adorned.

There’s violets singing all over my chest. A lapdog has placed them where it thought was best. From green spring the violets, from pink and from blue, and yellow among them, and bold purple too.

A foxglove has just found its way to my hands. It came from the gardens that grow on my lands. It’s meant for the lapdog and the dog of war, it will find them soon when I’m under the floor.

The floor it is sprouting all flowers, like spring. The flowers, they make such a colourful ring. They care not for war dogs or lapdogs no more, they need not to watch them or keep any score.


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