The girl's legs pumped as she ran along the path towards the beach. The rain pounded into her into her back and into her face making her wish she had grabbed a jacket.

She heard the others calling after her, but she continued to run towards her mother's memory.

May there always be angels to watch over you to guide you each step of the way to guard you and keep you safe from all harm Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness Be loved in return to the end of your days Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lei-lay

For ancient king and elvish lord

There many a gleaming golden hoard

They shaped and wrought, and light they caught

To hide in gems on hilt of sward.

On silver necklaces they strung

The flowering stars, on crowns they hung

The dragon-fire, in twisted wire

They meshed the light of moon and sun.

Far over the misty mountains cold

To dungeon's deep and caverns old

We must away, ere break of day,

To claim our long-forgotten gold.

She remembered the song her mother had often sang to her, the only thing that had kept her going for so many years, to have it ruined by him, and the one she loved so dearly.

What he did was inexcusable and unforgivable and now she is broken like a china doll with too many years on it.

Bold song= misty mountains from The Hobbit

Lighter song= Sleepsong by secret Garden