The winter sun had already set and lamps lit the Rhy'Din streets as the band of carolers approached the end of their tour. They had long since left the Market district and entered Dragon's Gate, moving from block to block and regaling the homes and shops with winter holiday songs of all types. Now Ebon led them towards their last stop, the Heart Notes Parfumerie belonging to one of his dearest friends.

They approached the shop and assembled along the sidewalk outside, and then the mixed choir of women and men, girls and boys began to sing.

Here we come a-wassailing among the leaves so green; Here we come a-wandering, so fair to be seen.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door; But we are neighbours' children whom you have seen before.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

We have a little purse made of ratching leather skin; We want a little sixpence to line it well within.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

God bless the mistress of this house, likewise the master, too; And all the little children that round the table go.

Love and joy come to you, and to you our wassail, too. And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

"Joyous Winterfest to one and all!"

((cross-posted here))