The Hyena Prince: Chapter 3
As the sun set, benatehhor clapped his hands, summoning the musicians to enter. the group sat down and began to play songs meant for dancing of all kinds.
07. Lulling the Demon
"so, a musician you say you are?" he said, trailing off the subject. "is that your flute?" "ah, y-yes... i suppose it is." finn smiled slightly. "archer finn, musician extraordinaire.
battlescars
I'm still with emec, teaching now, at the local high school and mentoring young musicians. emma had not come around.
A Slippery Identity 2
I'm just a musician." "_just_ a musician? says the one that went on a quest for a magic guitar before he was 18..." "that was a one-time thing. and i was reading a lot more comics back then." "congratulations.
A wolf in the frat - 1 - Adaptation
The musician unclasped the locks and retrieved the instrument. in opposite to the average electric basses and guitars, this one's interior was deeper and bigger, which was better for a rounder and less metallic sound.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Eight
Aylaryl flared her wings, and hissed at the musicians. her purple scales glowed in the sun. the musicians all crowded around a single, poorly scribbled page of sheet music.
Naga princess
At least, not those musicians who didn't want to end up on the street penniless and missing the fingers that had once made them so skilled.
Nether Encyclopaedia: the Celestials
Traditions:- they like to hold monthly musical shows, where all maestros contend to see who is the best musician there is.
A Spell of Perception 4: "Effluvium"
There were seated a myriad of beings, close friends of the musicians, but most conspicuous amongst them was a large, white ursine.
College Changes a Otter
I'm a photographer not a musician." "here i'll show you." said the panda as she stood up so her headphones would move with the laptop as jake sat down in his chair.
Red the Rose (Poem)
Sweet, divine and rapt'rous glee a lilting dragon melody my kind musician, take up, now, your instruments and play a wondrous song for me. so pipe a song about the fields or sunken roads within the weald. thank you!
wander ~ Chapter 18
I am a musician. it is not fitting of a musician to dirty his precious, precious fingers with grease and oil and-" ms. amador clucked her tongue and leaned further over the table, a mock-pained expression on her face. "see what i am saying?"