Post by Melody Constance on Apr 23, 2007 15:44:37 GMT -5
Melody Constance walked down a hallway toward the music room. She had heard wonderful piano music playing earlier, but she never was one to interrupt an artist in work. Her gray eyes were down towards her feet, she was slightly sad at the letter she had just received.
The letter had said something to the effect that her younger sister had committed suicide. Melody sighed, and smoothed her rumpled black miniskirt. The black shirt that she had on was a deep v-neck cut. Slightly, she fingered the necklace around her neck.
In her right hand was a small case. Inside was a her favorite instrument, her clarinet. Never liking to show her feelings, she expressed emotion in music.
Melody walked towards a closet that was by the music room. She opened the door quietly, and pulled a string, the room lighting up. She sits down on a conveniently placed chair, pulling the clarinet case onto her lap. She unlatches it, and slowly puts the clarinet together. She lifts it to her lips, and starts to play, the music winding its way though the halls.
The letter had said something to the effect that her younger sister had committed suicide. Melody sighed, and smoothed her rumpled black miniskirt. The black shirt that she had on was a deep v-neck cut. Slightly, she fingered the necklace around her neck.
In her right hand was a small case. Inside was a her favorite instrument, her clarinet. Never liking to show her feelings, she expressed emotion in music.
Melody walked towards a closet that was by the music room. She opened the door quietly, and pulled a string, the room lighting up. She sits down on a conveniently placed chair, pulling the clarinet case onto her lap. She unlatches it, and slowly puts the clarinet together. She lifts it to her lips, and starts to play, the music winding its way though the halls.
