IF: Warning

- As they sat down with her, it felt just like home. Then she sang to them - it was a song they had never heard before, yet it was as if they knew every sound. Her voice floated around them, warming them, stroaking their eyelids and everything that seemed so hopeless a moment ago disappeared.

Suva and Molver fell asleep in her arms and dreamed about summer nights and baby rabbits and steaming hot potato soup. And they both forgot to worry about Eikur and what had just happened to him...

From my children's book in progress - it's all about gnomes, trolls and arctic mythology:)