*smiles then with skillful hands continues washing Bingo's shoulder, chest and sides*
You do have a lovely healer--the finest for miles around. And the ONLY one for miles around, I suspect. *chuckles* I think we're somewhat south of Bree, by the way.
Bingo, I'm going to sing a little healing chant, something I found on the Internet my father Arador taught me. *sings in a soothing voice as he touches Bingo's wounds gently*
Listen, O blood, instead of flowing instead of pouring forth thy warm stream Stop, O blood, like a wall, stope like a hedge. Stop like a reef in the sea: like stiff sedge in the moss, like a boulder in the field, like the pine in the wood.
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You do have a lovely healer--the finest for miles around. And the ONLY one for miles around, I suspect. *chuckles* I think we're somewhat south of Bree, by the way.
Bingo, I'm going to sing a little healing chant, something
I found on the Internetmy father Arador taught me. *sings in a soothing voice as he touches Bingo's wounds gently*Listen, O blood, instead of flowing
instead of pouring forth thy warm stream
Stop, O blood, like a wall, stope like a hedge.
Stop like a reef in the sea: like stiff sedge in the moss,
like a boulder in the field, like the pine in the wood.