[Practice] A Simple Song

[Ethne]

Ethne sat on one of the corners of a street in Syliras. Taking out her hand-carved Shakuhachi, she smiled and places her hand delicately in the correct positions. Right before she started playing, however, her ferret Fauzi pocked his head out and leapt onto her shoulder. Laughing, she scratched behind his ear and placed her Shakuhachi down for a second.

Continuing to scratch Fauzi, she set her sachel out for people to throw money in. Picking back up her Shakuhachi, and closing her eyes, she began playing one of the few songs she knew by heart. Fauzi, taking up his position on top of the sachel to hiss and attack anyone who made to take something from it.

It started out slower, soft, quiet. Soon it got stronger, faster, and of a slightly darker pitch tone. Her style of playing was soft, but the song was strong. Soon it became faster, but she was able to continue the dark forboding from it. When she reached the midsection of it, she slowed to a stop, before instantly leaping into the speed again, faster than even before.

After a few minutes, the song continued to slow down more and more, until it finally ended and Ethne opened her eyes to look up and see who had come to listen.