And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
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She always seemed to end up in Magnolia Town for some reason. Mostly up until this point it had been for jobs or continuing to come back to the children’s hospital to perform for them, keeping the promise she made all those months ago to entrain and sit with them whenever she had free time. But this time it was neither of those. Once again she planned on doing a street performance, trying to dwindle down her stage fright while also making a name for herself. Not that she wasn’t well known here, she actually was quite popular within the town. Especially among the children. Because of this Astrid had almost chosen another place to do the performance, figuring elsewhere would be better at gathering a crowd of new faces. But something about Magnolia Town stuck out in her mind, she couldn’t shake the feeling she was supposed to perform here on this certain day, a gut feeling, as it’s called. The dragon slayer couldn’t ignore the feeling, even though she tried to at first. So instead she pushed aside her mind and went with her heart, taking the train here anyway. It was no big deal, it wasn’t like she wasn’t going to be able to perform in different places anytime soon. The next town could wait a little bit.
After a while of sitting at the train station, swallowing down the vile feeling within her body as her motion sickness faded the violinist took off, though a little woozy at first, to try and find a good spot to do a performance. One with as many people as she could find.
It didn’t take her long to remember there was park within this town, one that was big and popular enough to make a decently sized crowd of people.
The violinist’s light crimson gaze traveled upwards as she studied the gigantic tree in front of her located within the center of the park, standing in awe at its looming size and sturdy structure. Magnolia always did have some of the most beautiful plants around, though with a name like Magnolia the pretty nature around here made sense.
Ajar mouth closing into a small smile Astrid bent down to her knees slowly and placed her black stickered violin case down upon the ground, flipping open the silver locks grooved into its side, revealing the polished, wooden violin. Placing her hand under the neck she pulled both it and the bow from their snug positions within the fabric interior.
Standing back to her feet the light mage shook her head lightly to move her long silver hair to her back, making sure it wouldn’t get in her way. And with a pause as she placed the instrument under her chin, she lifted her bow, feeling the cooling breeze run over her body, ruffling her hair and clothes, before she finally rubbed it across the strings, beginning to play a small, soothing tone. Instantly people were attracted to the sweet melody, beginning to walk over and watch her play. She could feel their stares, and it tensed her arms. But she kept her gaze to the ground, concentrating on her music, allowing the tenseness to melt off her muscles.
She had much more in store for them. Some may know it already if they had seen her other performances, and some may not. But what she lived for wasn’t for their surprise for familiarity. It was for their joy.
After a while of sitting at the train station, swallowing down the vile feeling within her body as her motion sickness faded the violinist took off, though a little woozy at first, to try and find a good spot to do a performance. One with as many people as she could find.
It didn’t take her long to remember there was park within this town, one that was big and popular enough to make a decently sized crowd of people.
The violinist’s light crimson gaze traveled upwards as she studied the gigantic tree in front of her located within the center of the park, standing in awe at its looming size and sturdy structure. Magnolia always did have some of the most beautiful plants around, though with a name like Magnolia the pretty nature around here made sense.
Ajar mouth closing into a small smile Astrid bent down to her knees slowly and placed her black stickered violin case down upon the ground, flipping open the silver locks grooved into its side, revealing the polished, wooden violin. Placing her hand under the neck she pulled both it and the bow from their snug positions within the fabric interior.
Standing back to her feet the light mage shook her head lightly to move her long silver hair to her back, making sure it wouldn’t get in her way. And with a pause as she placed the instrument under her chin, she lifted her bow, feeling the cooling breeze run over her body, ruffling her hair and clothes, before she finally rubbed it across the strings, beginning to play a small, soothing tone. Instantly people were attracted to the sweet melody, beginning to walk over and watch her play. She could feel their stares, and it tensed her arms. But she kept her gaze to the ground, concentrating on her music, allowing the tenseness to melt off her muscles.
She had much more in store for them. Some may know it already if they had seen her other performances, and some may not. But what she lived for wasn’t for their surprise for familiarity. It was for their joy.
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