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rainbowfic2014-07-06 09:18 pm
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2014-07-06 09:18 pm
Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #6, English Red #10, English Green #12
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Favorite
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #6. "You can get help from teachers, but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room." (Piano keys), English Red #10. Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones; who, though they cannot answer my distress...they will not intercept my tale: when I do weep, they humbly at my feet receive my tears and seem to weep with me. (Titus Andronicus, III.i), English Green #12. Tell me where is fancy bred, or in the heart, or in the head? (The Merchant of Venice, III.ii)
Supplies and Materials: paint-by-numbers (from dark_kana), graffiti (Lillith Fair, with reference to Lonura's relationship with music), photography, eraser (Urban Fantasy AU), novelty beads (The Ode to Joy)
Word Count: 185
Rating: G
Characters: Lonura
Warnings: Nope
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
There's no logical reason, but piano has always been Lonura's favorite instrument to play. It's not that piano is any more or less expressive or cliche than violin, or guitar, and of course any instrument is easier to control than her voice...
Maybe it's just that her favorites pieces are for piano. The aching, tightly-wound chords in Chopin; the near-impossible breadth of Rachmaninoff; Beethoven's sonatas, teetering on the edge of romanticism; Schumann--both Schumanns--and their history, and...
Or maybe it's that so much is already set for her. She raises the lid, rests her hands on the keys, and all she can do is choose the timing and the stress, and yet...when it comes out right, from the piano, maybe that makes the reward--the music, played right--all the greater.
So, there it is. Lonura has her violin, her guitar, and any others she can get her hands on--she learns the new instruments as easily as breathing--but, time and time again, she comes back to her piano; to Schumann and Beethoven, Chopin and Rachmaninoff; the cool keys under her hand, and coaxing them to life.
Story: Favorite
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #6. "You can get help from teachers, but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself, sitting alone in a room." (Piano keys), English Red #10. Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones; who, though they cannot answer my distress...they will not intercept my tale: when I do weep, they humbly at my feet receive my tears and seem to weep with me. (Titus Andronicus, III.i), English Green #12. Tell me where is fancy bred, or in the heart, or in the head? (The Merchant of Venice, III.ii)
Supplies and Materials: paint-by-numbers (from dark_kana), graffiti (Lillith Fair, with reference to Lonura's relationship with music), photography, eraser (Urban Fantasy AU), novelty beads (The Ode to Joy)
Word Count: 185
Rating: G
Characters: Lonura
Warnings: Nope
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always.
There's no logical reason, but piano has always been Lonura's favorite instrument to play. It's not that piano is any more or less expressive or cliche than violin, or guitar, and of course any instrument is easier to control than her voice...
Maybe it's just that her favorites pieces are for piano. The aching, tightly-wound chords in Chopin; the near-impossible breadth of Rachmaninoff; Beethoven's sonatas, teetering on the edge of romanticism; Schumann--both Schumanns--and their history, and...
Or maybe it's that so much is already set for her. She raises the lid, rests her hands on the keys, and all she can do is choose the timing and the stress, and yet...when it comes out right, from the piano, maybe that makes the reward--the music, played right--all the greater.
So, there it is. Lonura has her violin, her guitar, and any others she can get her hands on--she learns the new instruments as easily as breathing--but, time and time again, she comes back to her piano; to Schumann and Beethoven, Chopin and Rachmaninoff; the cool keys under her hand, and coaxing them to life.
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I like this. Thank you!
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She does not have a piano in the main storyline--there may be a similar keyboard instrument in Glass, but her primary instrument there is a tanbur.