Kelvin was awoken by a quite familiar sound. He shifted and sat up.
He listened closely.
He thought to himself;
Mozart sonata no. 9 ?
No.. Thats not it.
He had realized it was no other than
Mozart sonata no. 12
He breathed in and closed his eyes. Soaking in the sound he had become very fond of.
He opened his eyes and released his breath.
Christian had then made an appearance.
"Mozart sonata no. 12" Kelvin nodded
"Mozart sonata no. 12" Christian repeated back.
Not long before Kelvin had ventured outside onto a stone path leading to, what used to be a river.
Kelvin thought back to how he had held an almost hatched egg nearby to the river.
He listened in to what Christian had been mumbling.
"It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea, "
He stepped in closer.
"That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me."
Kelvin blinked once then closed his eyes. Allowing himself to listen to Christian mumble onward in a poetic fashion.
"I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee-
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me."
All able to be heard was the soft breathe coming from Kelvin's nostrils, before Christian spoke on.
"And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea."
Yes, nice. Kelvin nodded. This is nice.
"The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!-that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. "
Christian let on speaking like he had been doing for the past while.
"But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; "
A pause.
"For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling-my darling-my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea-
In her tomb by the sounding sea."
Kelvin nodded, once more. He admired his words. He admired them.
He breathed in, then out.
Christian looked up at the sun.
The beautiful, yellow, yolk-like orb that bared above everything; and everyone.
Much like an egg.
Christian thought.
Much like an egg.
"I guess eggs absolutely are made for flipping."
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Random"Well," he said, a soft smile beginning to plaster to his face, "I guess eggs really are made for flipping." //THIS BOOK IS LITERALLY A HUGE JOKE BETWEEN ME AND A FEW FRIENDS// PLEASE PLEASE P L E A S E DO NOT TAKE THIS WRITING SERIOUSLY// THANK U
