when you move, i'm moved | open, history lesson

[melody]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify;"]The youngster drifted over, trying not to seem too interested while her ears pricked. A little voice in her head blabbered questions, but the girl refused to ask them, an anchor in her stomach silencing those thoughts. She sat down, idling, ears twitching as if waiting for something more interesting to do.