'What? What can tense him up?' Sylvester was left in confusion. But sadly, the Pope didn't elaborate any further and silently watched the road the whole way.
"Big brother, the song, please!" Daline nudged him continuously.
He sighed and relented. "Fine."
He took out his violin from the luggage. It was something he always carried along in a hard case. It was small and didn't take up too much space, and carrying it with a horse was easy.
"Alright, now close your eyes and just listen to the music." He instructed her and held the instrument carefully. "The song's name is 'Where the two worlds meet'."
♫So many names, it's so hard to count.
Some lost, and some gloriously surmount.
Many clashing fates—impossible to account.
Yet it's our responsibility to be history's fount.♫
♫From here, from there, or across the ocean.
