[She murmurs after one of the verses before sliding into singing with a low rasp to her voice. It was warm and familiar, and the lather took to Sabriel's hair in a thick froth. None of it dripped, which saved her the trouble of cleaning up.]
It's something my father would sing to us to help us sleep when we were children.
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[She murmurs after one of the verses before sliding into singing with a low rasp to her voice. It was warm and familiar, and the lather took to Sabriel's hair in a thick froth. None of it dripped, which saved her the trouble of cleaning up.]
It's something my father would sing to us to help us sleep when we were children.