Aug. 18th, 2011

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She was practicing the violin in front of the Bower, sitting against the wall. Head bent over the strings and plucking notes. It was disjointed but possibly, if anyone had spent any amount of time playing the video games in the library, the tunes would become recognizable. She was puzzling through the fingering. The bard could not get the sounds exactly right on the violin, though she could get it closer than the limited sounds on her tin whistle.

She's got a number of them stuck in her head. They're simple and yet very addicting tunes, and the only sure cure was to play it enough until she was sick of it.

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