The Song of the Scholar's DaughterThe young woman awakened from the side of the small building she was slumped against, wearing a ragged, muddy dress, and carrying nigh but a harp, and a tome. A guard stood tall over her, and pushed her to the inn, explaining that none may be outside past curfew.The Song of the Scholar's Daughter by Bloodra1n
Without money for a room, or food, the woman merely stood at the counter. Many stared at the awkward girl as she begged and bartered with the Barkeeper. Rapidly, words failed her, and she pull the harp from her side. The harp had two rows of twenty strings, along with several small engravings. The small crowd had gathered around her as she sat on a stool, and slowly strummed out a quite tune, seemingly entering a trance as she played.
The tune started quite, but rapidly built into a joyous tune, filled with life, energy, and wonder. All who listened found themselves drawn into the marvellous music. However, the tune began to build, slowly twisting into a much more sinister one, and as all the wonder vanished, the song became p
I'm a pariotic person living in British Columbia.
I have a fondness for anime such as Hetalia and Death Note.
My musical tastes differ heavily from the mainstream media, mainly because with the advent of the internet, true art is buried deep, and you have to dig down to find a gem, but on the surface there are millions of crappy artists.
Finally I'm openly bisexual and posess a strong desire to know WHERE THE HELL the massive amounts of homophobia in modern society stems from.