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rainbowfic2013-09-23 06:58 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2013-09-23 06:58 pm
Dandalion Yellow 2 - Feathers
Name: Kana
Title: Comforting music
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Dandalion Yellow 2 locals
Supplies and Styles: Feathers (http://stayintheroom.dreamwidth.org/187179.html)
Word count: 402
Rating: PG
Warnings: mentions of cancer
Summary: Carl's music always cheers her up.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
The window at the street side is wide open. Midsummer. A warm breeze entering her apartment.
Smiling Freya closes her eyes. Just listening to the music the wind carries inside.
Everybody in the neighbourhood knows Carl. He's almost a legend on the streets. Plays the guitar, the piano and the violin. And he's almost always there. On the same spot. At the same place. Playing. Just playing. Not for money. Just because he likes it. Just because he can...
Freya feels how a lonely tears rolls down her cheek when she recognises the song he is playing. It's her favourite and he often plays it. Just for her. His deep, rich voice singing along. It's the only song he ever sings. And she knows he only does so especially for her.
When Carl found out she had the cancer relapse, he was devastated. After all, he is a real good friend of the family. Has known her since she was born.
And for the first time in years - the first time since he started his street music - he changed his spot? He now plays where she can always hear him.
It's only now she realizes she never really thanked him for that.
"Lovely song."
She hides herself further in Nick's embrace, feels how he holds her closer still.
"Yeah..."
Nick knows how much she loves the song. Knows Carl plays it especially for her. Every time again.
"Can you do me a favour?"
His confirming hum vibrates against her neck.
"Can you fold me an origami frog?"
He chuckles softly and reaches out for some paper lying in the table next to the couch. Gives one to her when she holds out her hand.
"And can you fold this one into a flower once I've finished?"
"Yeah, sure."
She hears his unspoken question, but doesn't answer yet. Instead she takes a pen, letting it hover above the paper. Thinking.
My favourite song
You play it every day
Making me happy
A soft moan when Nick's fingers gently massage her neck. "It's a beautiful haiku. Carl will love it."
She smiles when she rereads the words. Nodding once. "Yeah, I think he'll like it."
She hands him the paper and he quickly folds it into a flower, placing it between the frog's paw.
"Shall I go give it to him?"
Smiling Freya turns her head around to kiss his lips gently.
Title: Comforting music
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Dandalion Yellow 2 locals
Supplies and Styles: Feathers (http://stayintheroom.dreamwidth.org/187179.html)
Word count: 402
Rating: PG
Warnings: mentions of cancer
Summary: Carl's music always cheers her up.
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
The window at the street side is wide open. Midsummer. A warm breeze entering her apartment.
Smiling Freya closes her eyes. Just listening to the music the wind carries inside.
Everybody in the neighbourhood knows Carl. He's almost a legend on the streets. Plays the guitar, the piano and the violin. And he's almost always there. On the same spot. At the same place. Playing. Just playing. Not for money. Just because he likes it. Just because he can...
Freya feels how a lonely tears rolls down her cheek when she recognises the song he is playing. It's her favourite and he often plays it. Just for her. His deep, rich voice singing along. It's the only song he ever sings. And she knows he only does so especially for her.
When Carl found out she had the cancer relapse, he was devastated. After all, he is a real good friend of the family. Has known her since she was born.
And for the first time in years - the first time since he started his street music - he changed his spot? He now plays where she can always hear him.
It's only now she realizes she never really thanked him for that.
"Lovely song."
She hides herself further in Nick's embrace, feels how he holds her closer still.
"Yeah..."
Nick knows how much she loves the song. Knows Carl plays it especially for her. Every time again.
"Can you do me a favour?"
His confirming hum vibrates against her neck.
"Can you fold me an origami frog?"
He chuckles softly and reaches out for some paper lying in the table next to the couch. Gives one to her when she holds out her hand.
"And can you fold this one into a flower once I've finished?"
"Yeah, sure."
She hears his unspoken question, but doesn't answer yet. Instead she takes a pen, letting it hover above the paper. Thinking.
My favourite song
You play it every day
Making me happy
A soft moan when Nick's fingers gently massage her neck. "It's a beautiful haiku. Carl will love it."
She smiles when she rereads the words. Nodding once. "Yeah, I think he'll like it."
She hands him the paper and he quickly folds it into a flower, placing it between the frog's paw.
"Shall I go give it to him?"
Smiling Freya turns her head around to kiss his lips gently.
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And yes, it are indeed the little things that keep us going ^^