the way you said my name that day in the dark in summer swelter lingers like a bitter, heavy taste in my mouth and nothing will wash it out

//Forgive me Hera, I cannot stay
He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to save
Love me oh Lord, he threw me away
He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay.//
 
She had never fought a werewolf before.

And on the hill where I was born,
There is no rose but just a thorn;
They cut it off each year and give it away.
 
Made by Maid, Laura Marling.

I have come in from the ocean
I have come in from the sea
And I'll not go to the waves, love
Lest ye come along with me
 
Lord, long have I loved you
As a Selkie on the foam
I would gladly go and wed ye
And be lady of your home