Well theres that tree (open)
Nov 9, 2011 5:36:43 GMT -5
Post by nick on Nov 9, 2011 5:36:43 GMT -5
Nickoliah stood at the stump of the tree glancing up. it was a nice big tree but he doubted it would keep his music to himself. the fields were put in the right positions so each string would echo throughout camp. he sighed. at least he would be alone for a little bit. he took a step forward then another. after a couple seconds he was up in the tree. high enough so only people who tried to look in there would see him. his half sister charlotte told him about the tree.
it was rather nice up in the tree some things were tied in it and a blanket hung on one branch. he smiled as his hand followed along some strings mapping out stars into shapes in the dark sky. light only by little dots for drawing out things for those with connecting eyes. he smiled and his bird seemed to whistle what seemed to be the perfect tune.
he smiled. the new home. dante getting kidnapped. new friends and things to try but all of it was getting sad because of some kind of war. the birds song was lifting Nickoliah spirits as the tune dropped and raised harmoniously. he smiled wider and pulled out the mandolin. he hoped for those who were listening to get the same feeling which only made this easier. he set the guitar down and mickey flew over and landed on the strings of the guitar plucking one as he whistled.
Nickoliah started out with a mix of thousands of musicians. the music blared to life and the strings of the guitar seemed to glow. Nickoliah the divines, his stage name, voice rose up and the glow from the guitar seem to rise up to the strings of the tree taking the shapes and dancing along the sky. he couldnt help but smile as each note seemed to match together perfectly making him only inspired to make it louder. the glowing figures blared with light and Nicks hands were moving like waves. just one finger after another. after a bit the song slowed to a stop and he let one arm drop. the song wasnt sad but simple and pure happiness.
he sighed out of breath and looked to the side. someone was standing at the edge of the field staring. right. at. him. he smiled and waved at the person beckoning them closer.
it was rather nice up in the tree some things were tied in it and a blanket hung on one branch. he smiled as his hand followed along some strings mapping out stars into shapes in the dark sky. light only by little dots for drawing out things for those with connecting eyes. he smiled and his bird seemed to whistle what seemed to be the perfect tune.
he smiled. the new home. dante getting kidnapped. new friends and things to try but all of it was getting sad because of some kind of war. the birds song was lifting Nickoliah spirits as the tune dropped and raised harmoniously. he smiled wider and pulled out the mandolin. he hoped for those who were listening to get the same feeling which only made this easier. he set the guitar down and mickey flew over and landed on the strings of the guitar plucking one as he whistled.
Nickoliah started out with a mix of thousands of musicians. the music blared to life and the strings of the guitar seemed to glow. Nickoliah the divines, his stage name, voice rose up and the glow from the guitar seem to rise up to the strings of the tree taking the shapes and dancing along the sky. he couldnt help but smile as each note seemed to match together perfectly making him only inspired to make it louder. the glowing figures blared with light and Nicks hands were moving like waves. just one finger after another. after a bit the song slowed to a stop and he let one arm drop. the song wasnt sad but simple and pure happiness.
he sighed out of breath and looked to the side. someone was standing at the edge of the field staring. right. at. him. he smiled and waved at the person beckoning them closer.
