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Dear Lady Canti, I promised to let you know before I arrived in Emeron and I am writing now to do just that! We are now two days away from the fine city and my companions assure me that we shall make good time and stop meandering off the path every two seconds, as fun as that has been.

Also I have a few more lines for that song complete now. I hope they meet with approval by all, though I have no reason to expect anything less~

Who will go down to those shady groves
and summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
in the springtime of the year.

The sounds of birds seem to fill the wood
and when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
long past their woodland days.