A Muse's Blessing
A sincere ballad to the angel looking over his shoulder and turning his life around. and he swore he saw another flutter of wings, deep in the back of the crowds, bowing in thanks.
Affurmation Chapter 3: What Friends Are For
His taste in music was also different from the grassroots country ballades popular in his hometown. taylor preferred louder, raunchier music, specifically metal and heavy rock.
Chapter 12: Succubus Booty Call For A Dungeon
A sound began to echo through the mineshaft at first as humming then as a haunting wordless ballad. i fought a losing battle against the creature as qi laced its voice. my mind began to blank as i fell asleep and suddenly woke up.
Ruined Nights: Part 2
The fading static-music quickly was replaced by the soft ballad being played by the live big band in the restaurant. "they have a dance floor," i remarked, somewhat in question. "yeah," sylvia smirked, "but you were never much of a dancer.
The Night's Muse
She offered the crowd a painted on smile as she sang her final song, a ballad about lost love, and then said her final goodbye for the night.
Calin Regaining the Edge Chapter two
Shaking his mane excitedly leonard continued "i used to sing all his ballads i could find. he was a hero to norms and people all over the star map." "yeah to me he was dad. the one who taught me to track and to fish.
Helios Awaken, A Band's Journey: Chapter 4 - Into The Night, To The Studio!
Four discs, packed to the brim with sing-alongs ranging from heavy metal ballads, pop-punk jams, and even cheesy pop hits from decades ago, helped the trio in max's vehicle stay awake for the time spent on the road.
Little Drummer Dog (1)
The song that we were working on at the moment called "lost in your eyes" was one of those songs that was very technical when it comes to the beat, lots of rhythm changes and a heavy beat to boot, even though it was a love song it was bordering on a rock ballad
When The Hell Freezes Over
But he choose ballads of war and freedom, and i was, well, able to resist these... even though i had wet dreams about him over the next week. but the rose perfume he made... i hate roses. and chess.
Cluck Cluck
"...or sing us your favourite pop ballad..."
Not All Men Are Wolves (Chapter 5)
#5 of not all men are wolves (short story) **chapter 5: moonlight ballad** i had far too many thoughts slamming against the inner walls of my skull, screaming for my attention while also
Unrest: Prologue
All i can hear is a faint sound of music, a rock ballad to be exact. my eardrums at least have the comfort of a soft, four chord song quietly invading my ears. i must try to get up, but my body moves as if it is tied to a large weight of some sort.