Paradise At Last
After setting that down on my stand, i pulled out my violin and took the usual few seconds to admire it. it is a 1909 romanian violin by a maker whose name is too long to even attempt to pronounce.
Seas Be Ours - Chapter 3
But as the silence seemed to weigh down the moment, he had a fleeting idea of hitting the princess over the head with his violin case.
My Personal Star Part 7
As the wolf stepped outside, the haunting strains of a beautiful violin melody filled the air, with a soft tenor voice accompanying it in musical italian.
An Invincible Summer Ch. 11 - Resident Alien
What's with the violin?"
Love is Only Love
Are all a bluff but if you're really wise the silence of his eyes will tell you love is only love and it's wonderful enough without the shooting star without the sounds of bells without the violins love is wonderful enough!
One Lovely Night - Ruby Gloom Fan Fic
Whenever she attempted to ask about it in her violin voice it just scared him enough to rush out of the room. by the end of the day she was worried her friend was having a mental breakdown.
The Tale of Durante and Angelus Ch 1: A Place to Call Home, Part 3
He also held a faded reddish hued violin that he was currently playing on.
Stone and Wolf (Part 10)
He reached back and retrieved his violin. the hand shot forth once more, but the violin did not shatter. "you have one last song to play, beast? you are a man after my own heart. let's hear it. i will grant you this privilege while i charge my spell...
Stone and Wolf (Part 8)
_an auditory key..._ lyke returned to the sheets with bars on them after setting his violin on the upper shelf of the desk. his claws peeled back page after page, searching for any sign of ilisha's writing.
A Hero's Reward Part IX: Not So Much of a Hero Anymore
My violin! my violin is broken!" she whined, picking up the mess of dangling strings and wood, hugging it in her little arms. kyle knelt down beside the weeping catgirl, placing his gentle paws on her slender shoulders.
Song of the Romani
The violins and clarinets of their music, as recent as american jazz or ancient as northern indian kathak, the exotic scents and spices of a passing group of nomads who traded with anyone who was willing to give them money, or for that matter, anything of
Máella Twins - Kapitel 3: Mittellos
Einverstanden nickte ich, packte meine violine ein und fragte mich, was die beiden polizisten von mir wollten. „kennen sie diese frau?", fragte er und hielt mir ein foto vor die feuchte nase.