Like a rolling stone (p. Matteo)

Mysterious Brute · 06-13-2011, 10:20 AM

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When he takes out his harmonica, he's playing the harmonica part from the Bob Dylan song, "Like A Rolling Stone"

The sun was beginning to rise up as it gave off a radiant light that shone beautifully through the trees. The air blew at a calm, steady pace past the cunning luperci's floppy ears. The cold began to get through his light coat of bristly hairs and stung his dry skin painfully. The dominant male looked down from where he was, his rust-colored, attentive gaze scanning the dew covered land below.

Mysterious released a sharp whistle down toward his donkey, Brutus, as the hooved animal began to slowly trot away. Seconds passed until the gray haired steed decided to obey his master and retreat back underneath the waving branches of the massive tree. The charming fellow stretched out his legs and yawned, with his hands behind his head.

Mysterious reached his numb hand into his small knapsack and pulled out his harmonica that had been passed down through his family for generations. He closed his eyes, since he remembered his tunes best that way, and blew out a catchy little song he had learned from his uncle.

Mysterious Does "Mysterious speaks." Mysterious thinks.

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