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Summer,517av, 20th
Cubacious Inn.
Whenever Infilia played, she made up tunes that correlated with her past. No matter what she did, things had always been dull for the young Vantha. She wanted to travel the world, and perform. But, she can barely step out of her own room at the Cubacious Inn (sometimes). Other times, she'll be just fine, but Alvadas can be scary sometimes, and she had a right to be scared. She and the rest of her people have been hunted down last Winter. Slowly, the next Winter had been approaching. There's only a matter of time that Infilia had to practice her flute again.
Her tempo increased, but her tone was still high. She wondered how long she could go with one breath. One breath was all it took to make or break her performances. If she messed up on her breathing she could possibly mess up with the rest of her play. The brunette played for a few more chimes, she did her best to keep up with a melody, though there weren't any other instruments around, obviously.
She decided that she could use this break as a walk throughout the city. Maybe even find another place to perform. She's not competent yet, but she knew that she'll get to that point soon. No matter how long it takes her, she'll manage and she'll do it well also. If she's hoping to be the best; it'll take time and a lot of effort to master the flute. Once she Masters the flute though, what would be her next musical instrument?
Infilia didn't really know; there were many different instruments that were built differently than a flute:
The tuba, the chello, the base, etc.. there were so many and thinking about mastering another instrument was insane; it was too early for her to start thinking about playing a new instrument. She was still a beginner at playing the flute. She also wished that she could see Nemori, or even Avara again as time passed by she hadn't had a clue as to where they had gone. They could definitely be anywhere by now (and Infilia was only trying to be hopeful) she really was hopeful. Hope seemed to call her a lot. She only answered every time she heard the call of hope. It seemed necessary; to believe that they (her people) are all saw and sound. She wanted to know how saw they were, but she was afraid of traveling back to Avanthal. She didn't want to go back, not yet anyhow. She still needs to know more about the world and she wished no more than to at least see every city before she went back.
Though, currently, Alvadas has some mystery to it; and she wants to explore all of them. Infilia would be glad to discover he secrets that Alvadas held (if any) and she would love to meet more people. She met Elin some five days ago, perhaps Infilia could teach her more flute? Infilia was glad nonetheless that she was able to find someone who would help her out during her hardships. Although, she hadn't been in trouble for the time being; so she could make haste and just do something for fun. But, she didn't know what to do for fun, she should just stick to flute playing for today.
She finally headed outside as she got dressed and put on her summer clothing. She liked the fact that she didn't have to dress in seven layers of clothes just to keep warm. It was cold year round back at Avanthal, and it was mostly cold during the Summer. This, this weather, it was something that Infilia would die to experience (and not literally either mainly just a figure of speech). She was glad to leave when she could so she could explore the world, although she had never found her parents, she was sure that they were safe.
Right now, she thought that this city would be her home and she was joyous when it came to having a place to stay; and to have friends and others who were there to support her. She wanted to meet more people, but she really didn't know how. Infilia stopped and caught her breath, she was holding her flute, she had a cup with her just in case, and she had her money pouch. She observed the world around her, one of her hands rested against her father's angle -knife and the other held the metal flute. It weighed heavy too, and so did her soul. She was glad to still live, she could play an exciting tune, but she wondered what would really attract people? Perhaps a calm tune would suit best, she began to play, but slow and calm as she knew how to play that sort of melody better than most.
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Boxcode credit: Karin Ironyach.
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Summer,517av, 20th
Cubacious Inn.
Whenever Infilia played, she made up tunes that correlated with her past. No matter what she did, things had always been dull for the young Vantha. She wanted to travel the world, and perform. But, she can barely step out of her own room at the Cubacious Inn (sometimes). Other times, she'll be just fine, but Alvadas can be scary sometimes, and she had a right to be scared. She and the rest of her people have been hunted down last Winter. Slowly, the next Winter had been approaching. There's only a matter of time that Infilia had to practice her flute again.
Her tempo increased, but her tone was still high. She wondered how long she could go with one breath. One breath was all it took to make or break her performances. If she messed up on her breathing she could possibly mess up with the rest of her play. The brunette played for a few more chimes, she did her best to keep up with a melody, though there weren't any other instruments around, obviously.
She decided that she could use this break as a walk throughout the city. Maybe even find another place to perform. She's not competent yet, but she knew that she'll get to that point soon. No matter how long it takes her, she'll manage and she'll do it well also. If she's hoping to be the best; it'll take time and a lot of effort to master the flute. Once she Masters the flute though, what would be her next musical instrument?
Infilia didn't really know; there were many different instruments that were built differently than a flute:
The tuba, the chello, the base, etc.. there were so many and thinking about mastering another instrument was insane; it was too early for her to start thinking about playing a new instrument. She was still a beginner at playing the flute. She also wished that she could see Nemori, or even Avara again as time passed by she hadn't had a clue as to where they had gone. They could definitely be anywhere by now (and Infilia was only trying to be hopeful) she really was hopeful. Hope seemed to call her a lot. She only answered every time she heard the call of hope. It seemed necessary; to believe that they (her people) are all saw and sound. She wanted to know how saw they were, but she was afraid of traveling back to Avanthal. She didn't want to go back, not yet anyhow. She still needs to know more about the world and she wished no more than to at least see every city before she went back.
Though, currently, Alvadas has some mystery to it; and she wants to explore all of them. Infilia would be glad to discover he secrets that Alvadas held (if any) and she would love to meet more people. She met Elin some five days ago, perhaps Infilia could teach her more flute? Infilia was glad nonetheless that she was able to find someone who would help her out during her hardships. Although, she hadn't been in trouble for the time being; so she could make haste and just do something for fun. But, she didn't know what to do for fun, she should just stick to flute playing for today.
She finally headed outside as she got dressed and put on her summer clothing. She liked the fact that she didn't have to dress in seven layers of clothes just to keep warm. It was cold year round back at Avanthal, and it was mostly cold during the Summer. This, this weather, it was something that Infilia would die to experience (and not literally either mainly just a figure of speech). She was glad to leave when she could so she could explore the world, although she had never found her parents, she was sure that they were safe.
Right now, she thought that this city would be her home and she was joyous when it came to having a place to stay; and to have friends and others who were there to support her. She wanted to meet more people, but she really didn't know how. Infilia stopped and caught her breath, she was holding her flute, she had a cup with her just in case, and she had her money pouch. She observed the world around her, one of her hands rested against her father's angle -knife and the other held the metal flute. It weighed heavy too, and so did her soul. She was glad to still live, she could play an exciting tune, but she wondered what would really attract people? Perhaps a calm tune would suit best, she began to play, but slow and calm as she knew how to play that sort of melody better than most.
811/2500
Boxcode credit: Karin Ironyach.
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