i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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A poem for everyone's joy
POSTED ON Feb 18, 2021 1:58:58 GMT
[attr="class","allegro"] Lyric made his customary "BUI!" as the Kricketune pushed his wizard's hat back up, the Eevee smiling rather wide with a shine to his eyes, as Everett and Melody continued conversing. Melody taking that breath was the first step, but it would be a true test of nerves on the stage. Chuckling to her question, he answered. "I used to play in theaters as a two-person act years back. Though my melody has lost its harmony so to speak, so I've not played much." His demeanor was somewhat of an act, and the cracks could appear to those who paid attention, but the depressed musician kept smiling all the same. He had more to be happy for lately. Time to see if perhaps she could reach the stars. ~ ~ ~ Ample time passed, with his tuning hammer finished. Somehow, most of the keys were properly in tune, except for one. Whoever had tuned it before probably fixed most of the keys and forgot to finish. If Everett hadn't checked it, the whole performance would have been less than stellar. Everett wouldn't be caught dead with a bad performance. The announcement came, and Everett merely made a quick entrance of his own from the other side of the curtains, with the candle lit flame on stage beckoning their summons. As he took a bow himself for some light cheers, he sat upon the bench, scooted up, and looked towards Melody. One wink, and then, the world was at his fingertips. Taking a deep breath, his fingers began hitting each key with mastered dexterity. Every key kept in beat, every beat matching Kricketune's metronome, the tanned man hardly even looking over once or twice to make sure. Each note kept in rhythm to await for Melody to respond with her harmony. A good conductor kept them in rhythm, but a great musician could enforce this. Regardless of how fast Melody would go, Everett would make sure to adjust on the fly. If she was nervous, he would act as support. If she was slow, he would make sure to guide the way. If she wanted to rush through the whole performance, he would speed up considerably to accomodate. Getting a new musician off the ground was his only goal. Damned if he failed. [attr="class","wizzcred"]❤ wizz[newclass=".allegro"]margin-top:25px; [/newclass] [newclass=".allegro b"]font-weight:lighter;color:#FFD700; [/newclass] [newclass=".allegro i"]font-style:italic;color:#DAA520; [/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;[/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred a"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;[/newclass]
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