Post by Raine Abney on Aug 1, 2009 20:04:07 GMT
Raine stepped into the band room. Her guitar in hand, with the carving on the neck from her friend back home. It didn't effect the music in anyway. She loved the note he put: Chase your Dreams Girl, Love Mor. The Room was full of interments and things to make music come alive. A old piano stood near the middle of the room, she knew how to play but her guitar was what she liked to use. Chairs were scattered around, along with music stands. This was her favorite room by far, besides the theatre room. A actor and a singer at heart.
She went and sat down near the window. The sunlight coming in through the windows was warming her cheeks. She started to tune her guitar, waiting for the music to start. Her hand played over the guitar in a smooth motions. It was almost a motion she could do in her sleep.
After tuning it she started to play the song she wrote. It didn't have words but the music was enough to get her humming the tune to herself. She enjoyed just being alone and playing her music. It was something she didn't need anyone to help with, it was her own.
She closed her eyes and laid back onto the window. She went back int time to the place she wrote the song. She was with Mor. Up in the barn, around midnight. They were both drunk and hyper but that didn't matter. She could get the faint smell of hay drifting around. And the smell of Starwalker. It was home and she missed it.
She went and sat down near the window. The sunlight coming in through the windows was warming her cheeks. She started to tune her guitar, waiting for the music to start. Her hand played over the guitar in a smooth motions. It was almost a motion she could do in her sleep.
After tuning it she started to play the song she wrote. It didn't have words but the music was enough to get her humming the tune to herself. She enjoyed just being alone and playing her music. It was something she didn't need anyone to help with, it was her own.
She closed her eyes and laid back onto the window. She went back int time to the place she wrote the song. She was with Mor. Up in the barn, around midnight. They were both drunk and hyper but that didn't matter. She could get the faint smell of hay drifting around. And the smell of Starwalker. It was home and she missed it.