Davy-bach
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- Maelgwyn laid the harp in Dafydd's good arm. "Here. What are the people of the cat without their bard?"
A chord sprang out of the strings, impaling the listener on a spear of sound. Another and another followed, sounds a harp couldn't make but did. "Who says there's no such music?" Dafydd challenged.
- Maelgwyn laid the harp in Dafydd's good arm. "Here. What are the people of the cat without their bard?"