The Colour of Time - Part 14

 

The feathered wings of the guardian fell to the floor of the Temple of the spring and well of forecast like snowflakes and melted away within Dora's next heartbeat.

She looked into the same yellow eyes and the same smiling face with a friendly mouth and a black nose, all surrounded by a marvelous white mane and the impressive body and four big paws of a majestic white lion.

'The colour of time is not Chartreuse, little Dora,' said the lion that had been the guardian before. 'Write that in your book.'

'The ship has flown us to Jupiter,' the llama called out in excitement. 'We are on another planet, bard.'

'The ship did not fly, animal,' the bard explained, 'it has sailed us to the City of Jupiter. But I can hear another song calling us back to a place we have been before.'

"Come To Bromford"

Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford with me
Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford you’ll see
All the beauty
All the wonderful things
All the reasons why I want you with me

Break away with me
Steal a day with me
France is the place to be
Pour vois une belle ville

Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford with me
Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford you’ll see
All the beauty
All the wonderful things
All the reasons why I want you with me

Take a risk with me
Find your dreams with me
France is the place to be
Pour vois une belle ville

Just close your eyes and we could be in paradise
Just listen and you’ll see

Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford with me
Come to Bromford
Come to Bromford you’ll see
All the beauty
All the wonderful things
All the reasons why I want you with me

You may never want to leave Bromfor'
You may never want to leave Bromfor'
Once you spend some time with me you’ll see
You may never want to leave Bromfor'

Today is Sunday, the 14th of December 2025.
Third Sunday of Advent