"Hush now, quiet now,
It's time to lay your sleepy head,
Hush now, quiet now,
It's time to go to bed,"
The sweet song drifted on the wind. Quiet and on a sweet honeyed voice. The lullaby pleasant to hear. Yet... Yet something was off...
"Hush now. Quiet now.
It's time to lay a sleepy head.
Hush now. Quiet now.
It is time to go to bed."
The room was dark and damp. A soft squelch came from the figure in the middle of the room. It's shape clearly a pegasus, with long hair covering and hiding the pegasus from view. In the dim light of the moon the soft yellow fur and the pink mane was barely visible from the dark.
"Drift, drift, off to sleep,
Leave your life behind you.
Drift. Drift. Off to sleep.
Let the joy of death find you."
The sharp tang of copper hung in the air even as the figure rocked back and forth cradling a bundle in its fore-hooves. Obviously a foal right.. Right? I mean sure it's an oddly lumpy foal... But it can't be... It's just a lullaby from mother to child...
"Hush now. Quiet now.
Time to lay dead,
I said hush now. quiet now.
Time to lay dead."