Savior of Tir Na Nog

@uagabond winter folklore inspired joxter

@aconitenerant Tallkin

@selkichild canon divergent Saoirse

@waterbcund an in development horror oc

WHERE I USED TO BE FOUND (inactive/low activity)

((so i only have 40 icons edits but i dont have much motivation/energy to edit more

It takes a few times through the little girl’s song for Snufkin to get the beat and the notes right, tapping his foot to keep the rhythm he finds as he listens to her intently, but once he feels confident enough, he draws out his harmonica and begins to play a quiet accompaniment.

Is it a bit presumptuous to join in unannounced? Yes, perhaps a little, but they are the only two on the beach, after all– he’s only here just because he’d had the idea to pitch his tent and camp out on the shore tonight where he can listen to the waves instead of his usual spot on the riverbank– and the mumrik has never been one to pass up the opportunity for music.

it’s a strange sound she isn’t quite familiar with, Saoirse twirled around briefly to find the source of the music. a stranger with an instrument similar to her shell flute! she brings her own instrument up to her mouth and plays the same melody back. little lights dancing around her feet as she does so.

she’s singing a little tune, something her brother taught her a long while back on one of their family’s travels

“Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn”