The Snoring Swans Sing

Signe snapped awake and reached for her sword, but found nothing. She didn't need a weapon though, because the giantesses had already left for the day. Stepped out cautiously, and then went over to the swans. Hey, there may be swans. Think you could wake the sky up for me? The swans stared at her like swans because they were swans, maybe. All right, a sing. My swans sing. Those were the literal, probably magic words. And the swans sang in the way that swans sing - I e not well. In under an hour, signe followed them to sleep. Their sounds of snores filled the

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