Leonard's singing sounded like a lullaby as it lightly resounded through the doors and into the winding wooden stairwell.
Klein's mind immediately turned torpid. He felt like he saw a silent moonlight and serene rippling lake.
His eyelids rapidly turned heavy as if he were about to fall asleep standing.
Amid these indistinct sensations, he also felt a strange, formless, and indifferent focus on his back. It felt like he was wandering the spirit world himself.
A baffling sense of déjà vu suffused as Klein suddenly found his train of thought once again. With his strong spiritual perception and extreme familiarity with Cogitation, he barely escaped the influence of the Midnight Poem.
However, he remained serene and could hardly evoke any emotions.
Soon, Leonard stopped singing as he turned his head with a smile.
"I'm considering asking Captain's permission to apply for a Feynapotter lute. How can there not be an accompaniment when singing?
