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Post by DMis on Oct 12, 2015 15:28:29 GMT -5
"Silence maybe golden but I'm not to fond of gold," she offered before taking a breath. Her fingers tapped rhythmically on the cave floor.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 12, 2015 15:36:53 GMT -5
Ah... The music again. The dragon couldn't stay mad under the enchantment of Forsaken's voice. As it listened, its troubled thoughts once again started to ease. Perhaps there was no harm in Crona joining them, especially considering they seemed to understand the dragon meant no harm either. And Forsaken seemed... content, at the very least. That was good. There was nothing to be afraid of.
The dragon smiled at nothing in particular. Nothing at all...
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Post by ryocker on Oct 12, 2015 22:05:57 GMT -5
Crona smiled, tapping their fingers as they bopped to the tranquil sounds of her voice. Every note relaxed them, every melody made them feel so much calmer. "You're an excellent vocalist,," they smiled, their tranquil expression a very relaxing sight.
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Post by DMis on Oct 12, 2015 22:35:42 GMT -5
"Thank you," she offered. "As I told our wise dragon friend earlier- It's thanks to the Fog that I sound like this. Usually I sound like a cat dying...."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 12, 2015 22:43:13 GMT -5
The dragon smirked humorously, letting out a single chuckle-like snort. Then it frowned and looked down at itself.
Bearing that in mind... it had to wonder what exactly the fog had done to it apart from erasing its memory...
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Post by ryocker on Oct 12, 2015 23:48:33 GMT -5
"The fog is definately strange," Crona offered. "It awakened... something in me, but I can't remember what..." They looked back, as through expecting Ragnarok to pop out and say something, but he didn't.
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Post by DMis on Oct 13, 2015 0:07:43 GMT -5
"We're all warped and not ourselves," offered Forsaken calmly as she snuggled with the pair.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 13, 2015 9:07:42 GMT -5
The dragon looked down at its hand. Not ourselves...
It was content here. Forsaken's song helped it find peace. But... maybe it was time to stop dodging reality. Even if it could allow itself to forget, the fact remained that it still desperately wanted to know who it was and what it was meant to do.
Still, it didn't want to leave Forsaken. It didn't want to be alone.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 14, 2015 22:20:02 GMT -5
Crona stretched a bit, then saw a few odd crystals poking from the cave. "Hm... what're these?" they asked. Giving one a quick twang, it made a sound akin to a music box ding. "...that's interesting..."
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Post by DMis on Oct 14, 2015 22:32:46 GMT -5
Forsaken blinked as she stood up to look at the crystals. "Nao Ir*... Care to help play a tune on these?" the siren asked as she observed the dragon and Crona.
*Nao Ir= Wise One in Draconic
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 14, 2015 22:49:40 GMT -5
Seeing the two stand up, the dragon shifted slightly to move closer to the crystals that it had up until this point ignored. It let out a deep snuff, the air it exhaled through its nostrils whistling through the crystals like haunting wind chimes, further prompting its curiosity.
The dragon gently tapped a crystal with its claw, generating a pleasing sound. It experimentally flicked a few more to get a feel for the different notes and keys. Finally, once it had figured them all out, the dragon smiled a little and began a tune, tapping the beat on the cave floor with one hand while playing the melody on the crystals with the other.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 14, 2015 22:54:37 GMT -5
Crona smiled, watching the dragon play as they happily swung ro the beat they were making. They wanted to give it a try, but weren't sure if they'd make a very good song happen. "That's very lovely," the black blooded child offered, smiling.
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Post by DMis on Oct 14, 2015 23:04:29 GMT -5
Forsaken happily mouthed the words to the song that her dragon companion played.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 14, 2015 23:13:16 GMT -5
I can finally see
That you're right there beside me
I am not my own
For I have been new
Please don't let me go
I desperately need you
The lyrics echoed in the dragon's mind, the meaning behind them all too real, perhaps more real now than they ever had been in the previous life that the dragon had long forgotten. And the fact that Forsaken and Crona enjoyed the song just as much as it did was bizarrely satisfying. Perhaps it was simply good vibes. Perhaps it was the realization that it could make them happy just as Forsaken had made it happy.
With a gentle chime, the dragon finished its song. Smiling and nodding once like a conductor bowing at the end of the show.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 15, 2015 0:13:27 GMT -5
Crona smiled, clapping for the beast. "That was wonderful~!" they offered, excitedly.
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