When Peter sets his mind to a thing," Tanngnost thought, "far be it from reason to stop him.
BromMots clés peter sets-his-mind tanngnost
Peter stood, cleared his throat, and began to hum softly, then sing, slowly building up the song as his voice cleared. He found the old tune, the song of the Sunbird. And as he sung, as his rich voice echoed off the tall cliffs, the birds and the faeries lent him their voice and soon the tune drifted throughtout the garden.
BromPeter," she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek. "My little Peterbird? You flew back to me.
BromMots clés peter flew-back peterbird
Had not enough gone wrong?
BromPeter's face clouded. "Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet?
BromMots clés everything peter price
The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?
BromDon't let them win. Don't let them beat you. Don't let them steal your magic.
BromMots clés peter don-t-let-them
Peter kept walking.
BromMots clés peter kept-walking
Steady," Peter said, not losing a step. "Have to keep steady or all is lost.
BromHe was never more sinister than when he was most polite...
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