“New song,” I say quickly. “What?” “New song. Something classic rock.” “Most faeries find that far too modern. What would the purpose be?” “Fun, Hades. Fun is the purpose. You know fun, right?” “Barely, until recently.” I try to ignore the weight of that, the impossibly sad truth of it, and the heaviness of ‘recently’. I swallow both away. “Classic rock, please.”
