Along a coastal town was a lass so fair
She was a Tsol'aa and fished right there
Day after day she would pull on her line
Getting the wealth from the ocean so fine
And she fished on

Her faith in the Bloodsworn had her smile
Her trusty fishing rod was worth her while
Yet there was the greatest catch she found
Her sister who made laugher a constant sound
And she fished on

The storms came and the wind blew hard
Drowning out the music of the local bard
She felt her spirit start to wane and fade
Til her sister bolstered her and then stayed
And she fished on

The storm passed on and the sky was clear
She stood on the shores with her sister near
The warmth was nice and the laughter bright
The two sisters hugged and smiled at the sight
And they fished on


Penned by my hand on the 8th of Aeguary, in the year 973 AF.