This is - I don't have words for this. Chilling and achingly sad, especially for a child named Laughter, and creepy and dark, dark, dark - well, Turin, yes, no light touches there, though watching his little sister play must have made him smile.

I thought her voice was perfect. It's strange, not young, not old, very fey, very lost, seeing things with a child's logic. Just wanting warmth and love. Family.

So well done.