Title- Loneliness
Author- Darkfurre
Note- This is just something I typed. If enough people think it's good enough and leave a
comment I'll turn this into part of a fanfic.
Prologue-
She played as if there was nothing left to live for. Her pale fingers gently played the ivory
keys of the piano and the player was lost in the music. It's hauntingly chaotic melody
echoed throughout the blackened corridors of the place she had to call home. It reached
out for her and she reached out for it but they never came in contact. She was playing for
a lost love, a lost soul, a lost time, a lost player, a lost beginning.
Her black hair was easily falling out of the braided bun she had put it in. The fallen hairs
and small braids framed her pale face. Her eyes were closed and the gentle curl of her
long black eyelashes were all one could see from under the long bangs. Droplets pf sweat
fell from the girl's brow, as she overworked her body to the music. Her long yellow skirt
fanned out around her after the drop from the wooden bench she sat upon. A small
pendant hung from her neck and gently swayed back and forth in contrast to her body.
Suddenly the music stopped and her fingers lifted from the keys. The echoes were still
heard if one listened carefully enough but that was quickly overwhelmed with the loud
sound of clapping. The girl turned around and opened her pale yellow eyes to view the
listener. She was obviously tired as her eyes were half-lidded and she was panting. The
man continued clapping long after the echoes disappeared and after the girl fell from the
bench into a limp heap on the ground.
"Tranquility. Your music is so beautiful. Do not kill yourself with it." He stood above her
and smirked. Then he knelt down and moved the hair out of her eyes and found her
staring up at him expressionlessly. Her breathing slowed to nearly a halt and her eyes
closed.
"This world of mine is full of ugliness." She breathlessly said in a voice that was barely
a whisper. "Even for my life I'll make it beautiful if but for a moment. A second of bliss
is worth more then the world and all the things on it." Her voice trailed off as she passed
away.
Author- Darkfurre
Note- This is just something I typed. If enough people think it's good enough and leave a
comment I'll turn this into part of a fanfic.
Prologue-
She played as if there was nothing left to live for. Her pale fingers gently played the ivory
keys of the piano and the player was lost in the music. It's hauntingly chaotic melody
echoed throughout the blackened corridors of the place she had to call home. It reached
out for her and she reached out for it but they never came in contact. She was playing for
a lost love, a lost soul, a lost time, a lost player, a lost beginning.
Her black hair was easily falling out of the braided bun she had put it in. The fallen hairs
and small braids framed her pale face. Her eyes were closed and the gentle curl of her
long black eyelashes were all one could see from under the long bangs. Droplets pf sweat
fell from the girl's brow, as she overworked her body to the music. Her long yellow skirt
fanned out around her after the drop from the wooden bench she sat upon. A small
pendant hung from her neck and gently swayed back and forth in contrast to her body.
Suddenly the music stopped and her fingers lifted from the keys. The echoes were still
heard if one listened carefully enough but that was quickly overwhelmed with the loud
sound of clapping. The girl turned around and opened her pale yellow eyes to view the
listener. She was obviously tired as her eyes were half-lidded and she was panting. The
man continued clapping long after the echoes disappeared and after the girl fell from the
bench into a limp heap on the ground.
"Tranquility. Your music is so beautiful. Do not kill yourself with it." He stood above her
and smirked. Then he knelt down and moved the hair out of her eyes and found her
staring up at him expressionlessly. Her breathing slowed to nearly a halt and her eyes
closed.
"This world of mine is full of ugliness." She breathlessly said in a voice that was barely
a whisper. "Even for my life I'll make it beautiful if but for a moment. A second of bliss
is worth more then the world and all the things on it." Her voice trailed off as she passed
away.