M i l d e w
Stars move slowly in a silvery night
Far away on the other side
Well, their appearance was not a great omen, but nothing she could do anything about at the moment, and the Mathair's arrival had upset some of the natural balance of the Feverlands; perhaps the plant-creatures were just curious. Reaching her hut, Mildew looked out over her humble home and garden and called: "Mathair, darling! It's time!"
Will you come to talk with me this night?
But she couldn't find how to push through
But she couldn't find how to push through