06-08-2009, 01:24 PM
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Sexy table made by Kristinababe!
Late again, but at least everytihng is settled now 
We can probably end this thread soon, no?
Word count: 552
Their smalltalk as they kept on walking towards their goal was on a pleasant subject, and so Mew did not mind it at all. It took her thoughts away from four small beings floating somewhere just out of reach. Smiling gently the femme answered Alexey's question, taking joy in being of use to anyone at all. Well, for once you don't have to make all of your melodies yourself - there are plenty of them written down and stored away. And there are lots of books that can teach you how to make beautiful music, but then you would have to know some of their music-related words, as well as the notation. It's really handy if you have a melody in your head but just can't seem to get it out of your fingers. Her green eyes shone with passion as the words exited her mouth, riding on a voice which was calm and excited at once.
Bending her neck slightly, Mew looked at the femme in front of her in a puzzled way, but not openly so. It could easily be interpreted as simply paying attention and showing interest. So she had helped Lubomir, eh? He had never said anything about that, nor had he called out for the help of his mate. Having been abandoned by him once she wished to trust him fully, but sometimes she found that she couldn't. A tiny, green flame of jealousy sparked inside her before it was quickly taken out - she would not allow herself to think the thought. Instead she smiled and nodded, wordlessly agreeing to the statement she had put forward. Indeed, the library had a lot of music in it, and literally floating about that day, it seemed.
They came to a halt, and the other femme looked to Mew for directions, without word. Moving her head to the left as if she pointed with it, she then took a few steps in that direction, moving towards a large building hidden below the top of the hill they approached. She'd not seen it the first time she had passed through this place, as one would have to stray from the network of paths around the area to find it. It wasn't really obvious that there would be something more ahead, but once the top of the hill was reached one could look down onto a very secluded building, although large, and somehow invisible to all its surroundings - hidden in its own private valley. Waving with her hand in its direction Mew half-ran down the slope (it was easier, as it was quite steep), before waiting at the bottom. It's right in here, in the largest room you enter. The door is pretty old and rotten though, so watch yourself when you enter. Three, four steps and she was by the door, soon right next to the old instrument which stood there as if a regent of the room. The only restored item in the whole house, it did truly dominate in terms of good looks. One hand easily lifted the cover of the keys and touched one of the keys of the treble, setting loose a highly pitched sound which rang in the room before disappearing completely. It was her baby, if an item could be such a thing.
We can probably end this thread soon, no?Word count: 552
Their smalltalk as they kept on walking towards their goal was on a pleasant subject, and so Mew did not mind it at all. It took her thoughts away from four small beings floating somewhere just out of reach. Smiling gently the femme answered Alexey's question, taking joy in being of use to anyone at all. Well, for once you don't have to make all of your melodies yourself - there are plenty of them written down and stored away. And there are lots of books that can teach you how to make beautiful music, but then you would have to know some of their music-related words, as well as the notation. It's really handy if you have a melody in your head but just can't seem to get it out of your fingers. Her green eyes shone with passion as the words exited her mouth, riding on a voice which was calm and excited at once.
Bending her neck slightly, Mew looked at the femme in front of her in a puzzled way, but not openly so. It could easily be interpreted as simply paying attention and showing interest. So she had helped Lubomir, eh? He had never said anything about that, nor had he called out for the help of his mate. Having been abandoned by him once she wished to trust him fully, but sometimes she found that she couldn't. A tiny, green flame of jealousy sparked inside her before it was quickly taken out - she would not allow herself to think the thought. Instead she smiled and nodded, wordlessly agreeing to the statement she had put forward. Indeed, the library had a lot of music in it, and literally floating about that day, it seemed.
They came to a halt, and the other femme looked to Mew for directions, without word. Moving her head to the left as if she pointed with it, she then took a few steps in that direction, moving towards a large building hidden below the top of the hill they approached. She'd not seen it the first time she had passed through this place, as one would have to stray from the network of paths around the area to find it. It wasn't really obvious that there would be something more ahead, but once the top of the hill was reached one could look down onto a very secluded building, although large, and somehow invisible to all its surroundings - hidden in its own private valley. Waving with her hand in its direction Mew half-ran down the slope (it was easier, as it was quite steep), before waiting at the bottom. It's right in here, in the largest room you enter. The door is pretty old and rotten though, so watch yourself when you enter. Three, four steps and she was by the door, soon right next to the old instrument which stood there as if a regent of the room. The only restored item in the whole house, it did truly dominate in terms of good looks. One hand easily lifted the cover of the keys and touched one of the keys of the treble, setting loose a highly pitched sound which rang in the room before disappearing completely. It was her baby, if an item could be such a thing.