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Post by mustanggt5000 on Dec 6, 2013 7:23:11 GMT -5
Davina takes out her beloved gold harp, a gift from Arician the Blue. As she stands by the stream, her fingers carress the strings, with the percision of a trained artist. As the music fills the air, she begins to sway.
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Post by mustanggt5000 on Jan 25, 2014 21:02:49 GMT -5
Davina returns to the grove with harp in hand. Soon the music fills the grove.
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Post by Dobian on Jan 26, 2014 11:22:02 GMT -5
Salina sits down by the stream and listens, trailing her finger in the water.
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Post by mustanggt5000 on Jan 30, 2014 18:16:26 GMT -5
Smiling down at Salina, Davina closes her eyes as she plays for her.
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Post by mustanggt5000 on Jan 31, 2014 9:50:29 GMT -5
Walks back into the grove without her harp, and looks around. Davina drops something shinny into the stream, before she turns around and leaves the grove.
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Post by mustanggt5000 on Mar 31, 2015 7:52:41 GMT -5
Davina walks back into the after a year. Look around a smile crosses her lips.
"Some things should never change. Glad this place hasn't."
Sitting next the fire, her eyes close. The stillness calming her.
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Post by styxxbone1 on Apr 7, 2015 18:35:06 GMT -5
// Makes me think of this for some reason.
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