Witch, please

[Colin Hawkeye Rovson]

• Statu o clipa, gandindu-se cum ar putea sa ii explice Arlinei de smecheria cu bodhranul. Insa pana sa se destepte el, Soimeanca paru sa prinda miscarea.
  " Nu ai nevoie de manualul cu instructiuni, crede-ma" rase el, mandru de reusita ei.
  Aproape ca ii pica fata cand tanara incepu sa imite un mars. Din cate intelesese de la ea, Arlin nu mai pusese mana pe o astfel de toba. Insa se descurca cu siguranta mult mai bine decat se descurcase Hawk in primele luni. Isi relua locul, ridicand chitara in brate. Mai, dar fata avea simtul ritmului. Zambi, incercand sa gaseasca in minte o melodie care sa se potriveasca. Dupa inca doua masuri, isi fixa degetele mainii stangi pe coardele chitarii, ciupindu-le cu dreapta. Lasa o parte introductiva. In mare, pentru ca nu-si aminti imediat primul vers, dar si pentru ca vroia sa asculte armonia.
  " She was ladylike and lively, not the type you would expect, with a braver heart than many and a slot-shot to respect. I guess she'd once decided this was where she'd like to be and I thought if she could do it, why not me?"
  Grabi doua arcorduri inainte de a continua.
  " 'Cause she was not the biggest fighter nor one to raise a fuss, but I remember being proud that she was one of us. And we might never stand together in the shield-wall side by side, but because of her I lift my sword with pride"