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some feathers i stole from the birds
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[html]  I fail at life ! D=
You are the weapon I choose.
Her eyes lightened a little as he obviously understood, "Yes..something like that." maybe it was also realizing what her children had become, just like her and even stronger and fierce. However, she blew everything from her mind as she looked up at the stranger, she smiled, "Sure..I'm sure I could try." she lightly took it from him and held it the proper way, strumming it lightly as she slowly moved her fingers along the strings. It made a terrible noise, nothing like he was making earlier. However, when she did one string at a time, it wasn't all that bad, she fiddled with it but whenever she put more than one string together, it sounded horrible, and she obviously wasn't playing right. "Oh dear... I'm not that great with artistic talent unless it's pretty patterns of blood dancing along the earthly floor." she chuckled with a sigh as she handed it back to him, "Grace, especially music, is not my thing."
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