Love of the Senses

AN: The second instalment, enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters from Highlander

Sound

Trailing his way through the dusty streets of yet another small town, nameless to Methos it held none of the charm of the larger cities he'd called home over the last few years. The buildings were rudimentary at best, for farmers and craftsmen, the town lords lived outside on their estates but even those 'manors' weren't much to look upon.

Methos scuffed his foot through the parched earth, cursing in a tongue unknown to the villagers around him. Driven from his home, and only for the want of a little peace, why fight if you didn't have too? Why did these bloody Immortals feel the need to...

His dark train of thought was abruptly cut off by the enchanting sound of a girl's voice singing not far off. Entranced by the melodic quality Methos found himself wandering down a narrow alley, searching out its source.

What he found was a young girl, on the edge of the village was three sheep in her care grazing on the lush grass growing in the shadows of old poplar trees. She sat beneath one of these trees her simple dress spread around her, as she continued to sing to her animals, a soothing song, a romantic song, the likes of which Methos had never heard before.

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Morganeth Taren'drel