He smiles, a touch of smug again, as he strokes his fingers through her hair.
And then he begins to sing, ever so softly. A lullaby, of sorts. "We're walking in the air / we're floating in the moonlit sky / the people down below are sleeping as we fly..."
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And then he begins to sing, ever so softly. A lullaby, of sorts. "We're walking in the air / we're floating in the moonlit sky / the people down below are sleeping as we fly..."