Akryn quietly leaned back in a beautiful rose labyrinth he had found, reclining on a white, swinging bench, under a white gazebo with roses growing all along the support. It was a truly beautiful location, one he had been very lucky to find, and after the headaches he had been going through with his guild lately, mostly their oddness, he needed the time to relax. So while out exploring, he had found this place and decided to relax.
Thankfully, he had brought his guitar with him. No one in the guild knew he had this, and he intended to keep it that way. It was a gift from his grandfather, and he didn't want to share it with anyone, in any way. A selfish way of looking at things perhaps, but it was all he had left of his family, for now, and he was very protective of it. Still, he loved to play, and without practice he would get rusty. Then his brothers would not be proud of his work, at least in that regard.
With a smile, brought on by remembering the good old days with his family, he began to gently pick the strings of the guitar, checking to make sure they were still in tune before starting to softly play a soft, beautiful tune, of a song his father used to sing long ago. "Would you dance, if I asked you to dance." he started softly, his voice carrying through the garden......
(The song of course https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWgJVgnsR7U#aid=P-wSYx_4Y6w )
Thankfully, he had brought his guitar with him. No one in the guild knew he had this, and he intended to keep it that way. It was a gift from his grandfather, and he didn't want to share it with anyone, in any way. A selfish way of looking at things perhaps, but it was all he had left of his family, for now, and he was very protective of it. Still, he loved to play, and without practice he would get rusty. Then his brothers would not be proud of his work, at least in that regard.
With a smile, brought on by remembering the good old days with his family, he began to gently pick the strings of the guitar, checking to make sure they were still in tune before starting to softly play a soft, beautiful tune, of a song his father used to sing long ago. "Would you dance, if I asked you to dance." he started softly, his voice carrying through the garden......
(The song of course https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UWgJVgnsR7U#aid=P-wSYx_4Y6w )