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I hear the songs of everyday life. The notes are the sounds of my stone across the metal of my blade. The scratchings of my Bard's quill against the rough scroll paper. The notes are in the footsteps of Argo as she carries me to my adventures. The reigns slap against the saddle in a song as she steps.

The notes are in Gabrielle's breath. The most glorious notes on her voice as she tells me her stories of wonder. The notes are in her chest as my love's heart, filling me with joy and a peace I never would have found without her.

Life's song plays in the birds and rabbits and deer all around us. It plays as I sit to relax by a stream. I hear the breeze and smell the trees. See the sky and the clouds that make shapes. Life's song is as simple as a flute but incredible in how it changes us if we listen.