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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 18:31:59 GMT 1
Ballad growled. He opened his eyes and looked around. 'What you are going to make a specacle out of me now?'
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 18:36:16 GMT 1
MElody sighed. "I did warn you. They aren't like normal wolves," she said. Then, she turned to the wolves. "GO on, shoo! I'll sing to you later," she whispered sharply. The wolves whined in disappointment, then dispersed to various areas around the cave. Melody sat beside Ballad. "Better?" she asked softly, voice weary.
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 18:38:17 GMT 1
'Yeah.' he said. He seemed to be looking at something beyond the walls of the cave. He looked rather pathetic like this, losing focus on reality. He recovered n a few seconds, and shook his head. He looked at Melody, and he appeared to be smiling. 'Thanks.'
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 18:41:20 GMT 1
Mleody smiled back slightly. "...no problem..." she said, pulling her knees up to her chest. She sat her arms on her knees, and leaned her head against the wall. "...do you mind if I ask you something?" she said softly, looking at him out of the corner of her eyes.
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 18:49:00 GMT 1
'Ask away. I'll decide whether I want to answer or not after I have heard the question.' He closed his eyes, and turned his head back against the wall, he appeared to be trying to rest without sleeping.
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 18:52:33 GMT 1
MElody shrugged. "Well...i was just wondering...how well you can play that," she said, pointing to the lyre. "..singing by myself is nice, but..." she continued, trailing off.
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Post by PixelMage on Jun 1, 2006 18:57:01 GMT 1
Lyric sighed. It didn't look like she could leave without going through a guilt trip. She also felt sorry for the guy. She relaxed her grip on her sword and sat back down on her makeshift bed. "Okay, alright, I'll stay." She gave in, " My name's Lyric."
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 18:57:38 GMT 1
Ballad smiled, his eyes still closed. 'Well enough to play for food and shelter. I can play, if you want me to- Take it as my "payment" for spending the night here.' He reached out for the lyre, and sat down comfortably on his backpack and blanket. 'Any requests? You are welcome to sing along. '
The stranger jumped back gleefully, and sat down on a branch near Lyric. 'My name is Oswald, but just call me Ozzie! All my imaginary friends do. So, Lyric, where are you from?'
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 18:59:15 GMT 1
"Well...I actually already had a song in mind..." she said hesitantly. She shut her eyes, and sang. ""The shadows of evening steal over the lea, as she stands on the hillside and stares out at the sea. Her hair turned to silver, a tear in her eye, where is love? Why has it passed her by? ... When she was a young girl of seven or eight, she would wait every morning inside the garden gate and watch the young lad as he went on his way, young and shy, knowing not what to say. ... The children grew and they shared their dreams as they walked along the sand. He longed to sail far across the sea, to distant, unknown lands. Then one summer morning he bid her 'goodbye.' As she whispered I love you, she looked into his eyes. For one fleeting moment, she thought he might stay. Then the wind carried his boat away. ... She watched each night with a silent prayer for her love to come again. She vowed that she would be waiting there to see his ship come in. ... When shadows of evening steal over the lea, she will stand onthe hillside and staer out at the sea. she clings to the memories with tears in her eyes, left alone, all alone, why has love passed her byyyyyyy."
When she stopped, the wolves had gathered around them in a semi-circle, lying down with their ears perked forward, listening.
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 19:03:05 GMT 1
About halfway through the song, Ballad joined in, playing the lyre, but he let the girl sing the song. When she finished, Ballade said: 'Let's try this again. I think I have it figured out.' He played the beginning notes for her.
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 19:05:30 GMT 1
Melody blushed lightly, and started singing the song again. The wolves were silent, listening happily.
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Post by PixelMage on Jun 1, 2006 19:12:17 GMT 1
"I don't know." Lyric shrugged. "Well, I did, but then I lost my memory." She averts her gaze, she picks up the half eaten pie that laid in its tin next to her on the blanket, she took a cloth out of her bag and wrapped it around it; saving it for later. "Where are you from?" She says, finally.
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Post by Psychogeist on Jun 1, 2006 19:31:42 GMT 1
'North' said Ozzie, pointing his finger to the left of Lyric. 'My family used to live there, but then I decided to leave them because I didn't like the way I was treated.' He leaned against the central part of the tree. 'Nowadays I hunt around here. I had some scary business east from here, but I don't do crime anymore. Almost got my hands chopped off once.'
When they finished the song, Ballad put his lyre down. 'You have a nice singing voice. Where did you learn to sing?'
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Post by wolfchild9999 on Jun 1, 2006 19:35:52 GMT 1
Melody tilted her head at Ballad curiously. "...i didn't learn...I've always loved to sing..." she said softly. The wolves moved away, then gathered together, giving the impression of holding a whispered meeting.
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Post by PixelMage on Jun 1, 2006 19:49:07 GMT 1
Lyric frowned. "You know what, I once injured a guy, was sent to prison, pleaded insane, sent to a mad house, and then escaped. The thing is, I really was insane. I still am, but only sometimes." She said in a matter-of-fact way. "Thats why I don't like hanging around people much. I might go crazy and start shouting wierd things at them and trying to attack them for no reason. That sorta thing freaks people out... But I don't mean to do it. I don't even remember doing it half the time, its like after it happens, I wake up and know what I've done, but I can't stop it from happening again."
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