Charlie dreams

In ahind yon oul fail dyke
I wot there lies a new slain knight
the boy
come back to the black rock
Naebody kens that he lies there
But his hawk and hound and his lady fair

come to the black rock charlie
bring us the boy
come back to the island

And you can sit on his white breast bone
And I'll pick out his bonny blue e'en
the boy the boy bring us the boy
come back to the island charlie
And with a lock of his yellow hair
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare

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the boy the boy bring us the boy

And many's a one for him makes mane
Naebody kens where he has gane
Through his white bones when they grow bare
The wind shall blow forever mare

come back to the island charlie

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[ooc: slowtimed | milltimed to Friday | Liam and/or Bartleby, please?

I'm here until 2 p.m. MST and then will be back about 4-4:30 MST.]

He can't stand it any more. No one knows where Claire is. No one has seen her for days. No matter what he does for Seth the baby is terribly unhappy.

And then there's the nightmares.

He lets himself into Claire's room and looks around. C'mon, Claire. Tell me something, love, tell me where you are.