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Doe was humming to herself, a habit that she had tried to learn to avoid, as she wound the woolen hairs into the mass of the grubby string.
The late afternoon was starting to slowly colour the mountains with shadow, though the sun was far from reddening the sky. The air was moist and a bit cold, mirroring the wet earth that was being uncovered from its cloak of white. Rivulets of water ran here and there, randomly spurred downward by the unpredictable topography of the valley, and ended up in pools of brown water or, more likely, as a trampled mush of mud patterned with hard four-toed foot-prints.
There was a single hair for each snow-fawn in the flock, a small enough number not to give the string any more girth than it had before she unwound it. The last hair in place, she tied a small metallic weight to one end, and showed it to the herder.
"Doesn't look like much, does it?" she asked.
The herder didn't bite. "Does it g
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Oh, once there lived a princess fair,
born in a northern land,
brown hazel eyne and earthen hair,
her skin was fair untann'd,
with two her sisters, young and old,
so she was second-born,
the young was red, the elder gold
and each had their own thorn.
So Nettle, Thistle, Rose were call'd,
the sisters three were true,
created for the good of all
and clean and pure in hue,
of evil did their souls know none,
to right they did adhere,
and words of truth did gild their tongues,
their hearts were clos'd to fear.
When Nettle danc't, the world stood still,
and how she reign'd it all,
Thistle fair sang, the world lost will,
and birdlings fill'd the hall,
When Rose she play'd a note or trill,
the world would shout the call,
the sisters three on Castle Hill,
did greatly all enthrall.
To young Thistle came once the king,
a man of ruthless mien,
who was the king through marrying
her mother, who was queen,
Crataegus Bold, it was his name,
the father of young Rose,
was shrewd and mighty by his fame