"Veni, veni Emanuel" Lyris sang as she moved about the front room. "Captivum solve Israel." Coming up from his workroom, Bastion paused in the doorway to listen, leaning against the lintel. His eyes followed her as she strung glass beads of different sizes across the bay window. He didn't recognize the language she sang in, but he could hear snowdrifts falling in her voice.
"I don't believe I've heard you sing that before." Bastion noted after the song had come to a quiet close, and peeled himself from the doorframe. "From your homeland?"
Lyris shook her head as she removed the red velvet cloth from an end table and folded it. "I don't know where it's from." she answered, replacing the red cloth with a blue one edged in gold and silver knotwork. Songs from many cultures had passed through the opera house at one time or another.
Bastion raised an eyebrow. "What is it about?"
"It's a song from a midwinter festival, beseeching an abs