[Lyssoryl]

Lyssoryl arrived early the next brightening, eager to be at her studies. She was wearing a new dress that she had just purchased at the Essentials Shoppe, a peasant dress done in deep red and white with a lace up bodice which showed off her figure to its best advantage without looking especially obvious about it. She was eager to make a good impression on the man who held such control over her destiny.

As she waited for her teacher, she quietly sang a song which had appeared in her head the previous evening as she was drifting in that pleasant void beyond lucidity but before sleep . Although obviously untrained, her voice was a pleasing soft soprano.

The song went:

When Lightnings crash among the waves
And Thunder makes his sound
Richard Mortis has gone away
And is no where to be found

When sunbeams dance in golden glades
And all the world is bright.
Richard Mortis has hid away
And is always out of sight.

Richard Mortis! Richard Mortis!
A friend both straight and true.
When you're nowhere to be found
He'll be there for you.

But now we sing in taverns dark
Amid the ales light
And Mixie Nuts is all the friend
We have need of tonight.

For first we eat and then we drink
And then we fall asleep
But Mixie Nuts has got the stuff
To make us gladly weep.

Mixie Nuts! Mixie Nuts!
A salty friend, but true.
Oh let me hold you in my arms
and sing the long night through.