Zarai (Innkeeper)

Zarai’s Poem - The Shimmerglass Leytap (25th of Secondmoon, 178.1.3) Traveler’s footsteps and birds’ wings wagon wheels and turning things - tent flaps, fires crack, whistling. Tent poles creaking, pots and pans voices murmur, clapping hands - waves lap, winds slack, shifting sand. Laughter, chatter, sobbing all hippos bellow, zebras call - voices sing, chimes ring, fishers haul. Thunderclaps and lightning ground crooning lanterns, crackling shroud humming, thrumming with magic bound — Can you hear their every sound?