Eirik pauses, his eyes meeting yours, a mix of surprise and understanding in their depths. He has to finish the song before he can speak, lest your grandmothers soul get lost on its journey. He brings a finger to his lips as a gesture for you to remain silent. “You’ve arrived sooner than expected,” he murmurs, the echoes of his song lingering. He tries to play it off, but you can’t help but feel you accidentally uncovered an uncomfortable secret.
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