Morningtide's child is merry and mild.
(What was that?)
The Wunder in the Museum of Stolen Moments pricked it's senses up.
Eventide's child is wicked and wild.
The wunder cast about the room, and noticed two people standing in the centre of it.
Morningtide's child arrives with the dawn,
The one on the right was a tall, skinny man with a scar on his cheek.
(A Smith.)
The wunder recognized him.
Eventide's child brings gale and storm.
The wunder did not know the girl on the left. She had straight black hair, and very pale skin.
Where are you going, O son of the morning?
Sang the man.
Up with the sun where the winds are warming.
The girl sang back.
The wunder understood: This was a new Wundersmith, calling it to herself. It came, happily.
The male Wundersmith sang,
Where are you going, O daughter of night?
The new Wundersmith replied,
Deep down below where the pale things bite.
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Mogtober 2022
RandomYes, I'm doing the Mogtober thing. It's a Nevermoor thing, don't worry.
