The Silver Protector And Me

Quantum's Loft

Mon ange argenté,

Aux yeux de mer verte,

Le plus beau que j'ai jamais vu,

Il est mystérieux,

Je ne connais pas son nom

Mais il a laissé sa marque sur mon cœur comme une flamme ardente,

Je ne peux pas m'empêcher de penser à lui,

Mon chevalier sauvage en acier blindé,

Qui ne me voit pas dans la même lumière que je ressens,

Je me trouve en train de souhaiter qu'il regarde mon chemin,

Et vois l'amour que j'ai dans mon coeur,

Mais Seigneur, j'ai peur qu'il me déchire,

Car il aime un autre plus beau que moi,

Et s'il me quittait,

Alors je mourrais sûrement,

Je l'aime tellement, mais je ne veux pas qu'il sache,

Laissez-le être heureux, je me dis, et laissez notre amitié grandir,

Il m'a sauvé la vie de tant de manières,

Avant de le rencontrer, j'étais perdu et seul,

Mon cœur n'avait pas encore trouvé sa pierre angulaire,

Et ainsi à toi, mon ange de noir de jais,

Mon trésor d'or blanc,

Je vous donne mon coeur à tenir.

*

They followed Munkustrap through a maze of junk piles, which were stacked haphazardly with items that the humans had discarded over many years, including car parts, bakelite radios, telephones, spin dryers and washing machines.

"You live here?" Hortenseya said in astonishment. "In a scrap yard?"

"I divide my time between my human home and this place." He nodded. "We're almost at the place where you'll be staying."

In front of them lay a heap of scrap wood and broken furniture. Looking up at it, they could just make out the outline of a cabin, which appeared to have been constructed out of similar materials, with a corrugated iron roof and a tin bucket for a chimney. "T'is like a tree house… only without the tree," commented Lucitana.

"It's funny you should say that," he accorded. "It's actually known as Quantum's Loft, after the chap who built it." He added in a whisper, "By the way, I think your friend is asleep." Unable to let her go, he pointed using his tail. "Lend me a paw with that rope, would you?"

Hortenseya uncurled the rope from its cleet and gave it a tug.

"That's it. Now, let go slowly."