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[derpfarmer]

Who: Kidale, anyone
When: Day 10, late morning/afternoon
Where: Apartment A
What: A love song. Or a mingle, whatever.

I dedicate this performance to Dellen.

[So the derpy boy is taking a deep breath just outside the shrine room, before beginning to sing. His forehead begins to glow as he weaves his Essence into his voice, making it ring throughout the apartment, and possibly into the hallway just outside the door. SUMMARIZED BECAUSE I CAN'T DO LYRICS.]

In the Loom of Fate, some threads will always be intertwined. Such is the case with two heroes known in the First Age as Flickering Excellent Claw and the Ten Seas Prince. The first, a sorceress famed for her beauty, met the Ten Seas Prince in war. As her spells reshaped the very battlefield, the Prince alone would shield her from counterattacks; such was his speed that none noticed his presence -- none except for Claw, who came to rely on him being at her side at all times. So the partners became lovers.

But though the Ten Seas Prince protected his lover from all harm, the same could not be said for himself. In their final battle together, Flickering Excellent Claw regained her senses after completing her spellcasting, only to find the Prince fallen before her, pierced by a dozen arrows. Devastated, she drew him into her lap, and assured him: the cycle of reincarnation would turn, and his soul would be reborn into the world. No matter whether he returned as a man or woman, mortal or Exalt, she would be there, waiting for him. So the sorceress caressed his hand and kissed him, and the Ten Seas Prince passed away, content.

Only then did Flickering Excellent Claw permit herself tears, and in her grief, cast a great spell that buried her prince, herself, and every ally and enemy beneath a new mountain.

After the end of the Thousand Struggles Era, the lovers found each other, and upon hearing each other's voices, were overwhelmed with memories: the Prince, coming to his beloved's rescue, a discrete embrace at a party, a kiss, breath on each other's skin. So they were reunited, and died again during the Great Contagion; so they were reunited, and died again when the Fair Folk invaded.

Even now, some say that the pair have found each other once more, the sorceress and her guardian prince: two inseparable threads amongst the thousands running through the Loom.

Comments

[nolongerslate]

That's not a bad voice you have there.

[and, man does the song make Zel sentimental]

[derpfarmer]

[bowing his head briefly]

Thanks. I've been working on it.

[nolongerslate]

Is that a story from back home?

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca smiles sadly as she listens, and quietly sketches the scene where the Flickering Excellent Claw holds the fallen Ten Seas Prince as he dies.]

[derpfarmer]

[Wandering over once he's done, trying to peek at the sketch.]

Hopefully it wasn't too sad.

[pencilpremonition]

No, it was beautiful.

[She shows him the sketch. The Flickering Excellent Claw looks eerily like Becca. She may have liked that song more than she lets on.]

[unmaskedlizard]

... [hm...]

That's a beautiful song.

[ticking]

[probably in the area, actually, maybe a room over.

walls are very comfy]

[unmaskedlizard]

[there you arrre...

leans over, and brushes his bangs out of his face]

Slick?

[derpfarmer]

Thanks. I was worried it might be a little too bittersweet, but...it seemed appropriate.

[unmaskedlizard]

I think you can be forgiven for the mood of it.

[bloomingvoid]

[She sighs contentedly, picking up the melody at some point and humming it under her breath as he sings.]

[derpfarmer]

[As it wraps up, bowing and coming over.]

It's been a while since I did that.

[best_ended]

[... gosh, that's a terrible song to sing to the Sabra kids.

but doesn't seem to mind himself. gives small, light applause when he finishes]

[derpfarmer]

[Bah, we're all dead here. Blowing out a relieved breath, and bowing]

Thank you.

[undeadtome]

[listens quietly throughout the whole song from the side]

Impressive. Old folklore?

[derpfarmer]

Yeah. We have a lot of stories like that in the Realm.

[iflookscould]

[...unsure how feel about your singing]

[derpfarmer]

Sorry if it was in bad taste.

[anopenbook]

Well sung.

[derpfarmer]

Thanks. It was suggested I put plenty of heart in.

[mothervirus]

That is not a bad performance.

[derpfarmer]

Thanks. Any suggestions for next time?

[canihelpyou]

[Sitting in a corner and listening, oh the Clarice pings in here]

[derpfarmer]

Hey, are you doing alright?