The banshee’s wail heralds the death of a loved one. The popular imagination has imbued the shriek
itself as ill-omened or deathly, but in truth, it is not so. It is only sorrow for the death that comes to
us all. Being fae spirits, they sense
the death as or even before it happens, and their cries honor the fallen, eerie
and upsetting as mortals might find it.
The world is broader, now.
Faster. More connected. Moment by moment, now, they fall, and moment
by moment the banshee sings them to sleep.
Play them off, Keyboard Cat.
Play them off.
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