Post by Juliana Schneider on Oct 20, 2012 9:46:43 GMT -5
The sound of a mysterious and rather suspensful tune flowed out the empty Music classroom in the shape and form of a violin. If one were to peer in they would see that sitting on one of the wooden benches was Juliana Schneider the violin in one hand, her hand moving fast yet gracefully with the bow and a look of concentration on her face.
Though she was only eighteen years old she was very skilled when it came to the violin given to her as a gift from her step father when she was young. She had recieved a few lessons but after her mother died had to teach the rest for herself. And the outcome was worth it.
Usually when she had a moment of peace and quiet she would spend her time sewing or mending clothes but decided to put it aside. She could sew whenever she wanted to but the rare chance to finally play her violin? It was something that she did not want to pass up.
It was a wonderful moment all to herself she was sure that nothing would ruin it for her.
...
Famous last words.
((Sorry I suck at titles... *bangs head on desk* ))
Though she was only eighteen years old she was very skilled when it came to the violin given to her as a gift from her step father when she was young. She had recieved a few lessons but after her mother died had to teach the rest for herself. And the outcome was worth it.
Usually when she had a moment of peace and quiet she would spend her time sewing or mending clothes but decided to put it aside. She could sew whenever she wanted to but the rare chance to finally play her violin? It was something that she did not want to pass up.
It was a wonderful moment all to herself she was sure that nothing would ruin it for her.
...
Famous last words.
((Sorry I suck at titles... *bangs head on desk* ))