Hey Readers!
This is just a summary, so don't think that this is a chapter. Now the reason why I started this fic is because there aren't many fics out there talking about music. And music, especially the cello, is one of my favorite hobbies.
Strings of My Heart
Summary
Syaoran, an unfeeling yet talented man. His talent - the violin.
He had the fame, the looks, the money, and the power. Although he was impressive, he was also a perceptive and self-willed young man. It was true that he was only twenty-four, but he had accomplished numerous obstacles in his brief life.
Yet something was unsatisfactory with this man. He revealed nothing of himself except only to his family. It was very evident that his emotions were bland and empty; nothing was inside that desolate shell that he maintained. Although he had a few close friends, he seldom spoke to them.
People had never wanted to bother him because of his hostile temper. Everyone, though, loved his music, his playing. But people had always wondered why his music was so bleak, so dark. There was barely any light in his playing. Herds and herds of people of every country came to Hong Kong, China to listen to his wondrous works.
Syaoran's life was nothing but playing the violin. The only way he could actually show his true spirit was to play. When he was enraged by something or someone, he would play an agile and impulsive piece. Not anything could ever calm him more than the violin. His heart and soul would go out into the violin. Syaoran had never yearned for anything at all. His fame was given to him. But something, for the first time in his lifeless life, came up to him.
No...actually someone came up to him......
...Sakura.
I thank you for clicking into this fic and for reading this summary. I worked hard on it! Very hard. I don't play the violin, but seeing Syaoran playing the cello would look a little silly, eh? So, please, review this story on its latest chapter. I appreciate it.
-AnonymousT