Ch.10 Theme 2

Ch.10 Theme 2. \*\* The week passed quickly for Dal and Rick as they settled into a daily routine. Rick had quit his job as a barista, and focused all of his spare time on preparing for his gig with 'Dine.' Chas had indicated he and William would be...

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Ch9. Counterpoint

Ch9. Counterpoint \*\* "Moving out?" Seth's eyes widened and Val looked stunned. Rick canine grinned at the two lovers, then spread his shirt colar wide. "Remember this Seth?" Seth nodded, Val's eyes went wide. "You.....you've been marked? As in...

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Ch8 Moderato

\*\* Ch8 Moderato \*\* Rick stood in front of Dal's mirror. Dal laid asleep in the bed in the room beyond. He stared at the horseshoe imprint on his shoulder and turned to see the mirror on his back. "Oh hell!" Oh he knew he loved Dal, how could...

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Time for truth

The single solitary clock in the musty study ticked the seconds away and slowly chimed eleven times. Each chime was low and solemn. The old man seated in the leather chair opened his gray eyes. He glanced at the fire keeping him warm. He knew it was...

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Ch7. Accelerando

Ch7 Accelerando \*\* Dal made a few last notes on the page and sighed. He hadn't heard anything more from his mother or father. Rick lay stretched out on the couch asleep. Dal had worked for the last few hours and finally finished the Requiem /...

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Ch6 Andante

\* Ch6. Andante \*\* Rick sighed as the notes faded into the false dawn. He'd gotten up early. Dal had still been asleep, and Rick could not sleep to save his life. Too much was going through his head. First Dal and Him, then Ken, then dinner, and...

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Ch.5 Crescendo

\*\*\* Ch5 Crescendo \*\*\* Dal tugged at the white collared shirt he wore. He rarely wore dress clothing, but today he was going to try to surprise Rick. Rick had given him flowers, but Dal had other plans. It didn't help that his slacks were...

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Ch4. Family Ties

\*\* Ch 4. Family Ties: \*\* Dalton stamped his hoof impatiently. He hadn't seen Rick since their practice session two hours ago, which had gone very well. Rick had seemed to get the point that he needed to grow, and Dalton was as kind as possible....

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Ch3. Strum und Drang

Ch. 3 Strum und Drang \*\* "No! You have GOT to stop thinking like a guitarist!" Dalten almost shouted at Rick. It was Weds. He'd made no progress on his composition, he had no idea what was going on between him and Rick, and Rick was being a...

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A willing student Ch2. Cadence and Discord

Chapter Two: Cadence and Discord \*\* Dalten lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. He didn't have problems coming up with melodies or counterpoint exercises this time, now, this time he was wondering just what the future would...

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A willing student Ch 1.

Dalten sighed as he ran his thick fingers down his equine nose, his vision a little blurry due to fatigue. The sheet of music hadn't changed in the last 5 minutes, and he still didn't have any inspiration. The melody line was fine, the counterpoint was...

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Might Makes Right Chaper 1.5 - Interlude

Franklin looked up at the clock on the mantle within his living room. The whine of a European siren, probably an ambulance, wailed up from the street bellow. Two o'clock. The letter said to meet his contact at four thirty. He had plenty of time. The...

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