Narrator:
“As things were building in the outside world, life for those within the walls of the quaint little Wave cottage was peaceful as ever. Almost boring, one might say. Perhaps this was why the children had gathered around their ‘Aunt Callisto’ and demanded a song. It was not often that they did so, for they boasted a great amount of manners. However... sometimes children must be children. It was Callisto that often indulged them to ease their apparent boredom from the everyday tasks that they found set before them.”
~Meanwhile~
Callisto: *humming and strumming*














