and over the mountains, up!

[blackish]

Dearest Mun,

Shush, don't wake the waterfowl - they do little but chatter and grub, then chatter again once the moon has set. What a life!

Me, I would dance. So find me a tune and a princess to match - go! Be quick about it.

Odile.

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[whitish]

Yet, it is by you that I have been woken.

[blackish]

Are you awake? You look quite sleepy still. A little bit undone.

[whitish]

My hair was feathers only moments ago.

[blackish]

And if I cut it off? My father would have plucked duck for dinner!

[whitish]

The ducks on the lake are only birds. They bow their heads to us, others.

[blackish]

And to me before they writhe beneath my beak. How little it helps!

[whitish]

How vicious you can be, Rothbart's daughter. Have you no mercy?

[blackish]

In the evenings less, after sunrise more. Which would you prefer?

[whitish]

At night, I live my life fully.

[blackish]

A reflection for your dreams, princess. That's your choice!

[whitish]

When you do not see me, how can you think to reflect me?

[blackish]

How can you know that I don't?

[whitish]

You speak of my webbed feet and my feathery neck, but not of my face and hands.

[blackish]

Why would I speak of my greatest rival and still maintain myself?

[whitish]

Such works charity, even just the slightest hint of it.

[blackish]

If you wish for blindness, my talons are sharp enough by far!

[whitish]

He shan't be blind, the prince who will come for me.

[blackish]

You can never be sure. Men are such fickle souls.

[whitish]

You may win, Rothbart's daughter, but it shall be with magic and his love will be mine still.

[blackish]

Then - come! Give me your hand.

[whitish]

Because he whom I'm waiting for hasn't come to claim it yet?

[blackish]

Because the ground is burning! Can't you feel it?

[whitish]

I feel only the cold of the water.

[blackish]

And in combination, we would be marvelous! Dance with me!

[whitish]

My legs are no longer accustomed.