Dany stares out onto the field for a moment, her mind in a haze as usual. She smiles at all the colors dancing about as students travel to and fro. There are notes scattered around her, charmed into a particular order only she can decipher. She is always so surprised that no one ever comes up here. It's quiet, and roomy, even has it's own bathroom but most students seem to prefer under the stands. She shrugs. "More for me." she muses with a smile.
Dany snaps back into focus and picks up one of half a dozen instruments propped up against the wall. She plays a few notes on the violin that is such a deep blue that it seems to ebb and sway like the ocean. After a few moments she is standing, her body dancing along with the music as the melodies and slurs course through her blood. She can't help but feel every color and pause as she plays. She plays an unorganized sonata consisting of trills, crescendos and sixteenths that just fly to the tip of her fingers.
After what seems like hours, her body finally stops moving and she collapses in a chair with a giant grin on her face. Her entire body feels electric and alive, but her heart sinks as she looks over and notices she had laid one of her texts book on the microphone switch.
Dany snaps back into focus and picks up one of half a dozen instruments propped up against the wall. She plays a few notes on the violin that is such a deep blue that it seems to ebb and sway like the ocean. After a few moments she is standing, her body dancing along with the music as the melodies and slurs course through her blood. She can't help but feel every color and pause as she plays. She plays an unorganized sonata consisting of trills, crescendos and sixteenths that just fly to the tip of her fingers.
After what seems like hours, her body finally stops moving and she collapses in a chair with a giant grin on her face. Her entire body feels electric and alive, but her heart sinks as she looks over and notices she had laid one of her texts book on the microphone switch.
