I thought stories of the Coda & the Revenant were merely stories. I didn’t want to believe the two Performers were back in Tartaria, seeking revenge. After all, I was the one who placed the bounty on their heads. But when I heard the music, I knew it was over.
…for them. The sound of the Firebird Suite flaring up was releasing the ancient flames that had been sealed within me, and soon there would be nobody but me left standing alive in this warehouse.
When I heard the music, I knew it was over. Calm enveloped me, and for the first time since my creator made me, I was at peace.
The mob was upon me, wrapping me in puny chains which Ii could snap easily, but for the music.
I looked for the music source and saw him, my master, Viktor,
#hbp120
When I was little, my nana had taught me to dread the signs of the fair folk. But I'd long since put aside such childish beliefs. As I walked deeper into the gloomy woods, I managed to dismiss the rings of toadstools and the faintly glowing mist.
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~concept for my DnD OCs’ “after story”
its her thorough bread signature song when going through a break up
she played it the last time she broke up with her fifth husband
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…for them. The sound of the Firebird Suite flaring up was releasing the ancient flames that had been sealed within me, and soon there would be nobody but me left standing alive in this warehouse.
#hbp120
The mob was upon me, wrapping me in puny chains which Ii could snap easily, but for the music.
I looked for the music source and saw him, my master, Viktor,
#hbp120
But when I heard the music, I knew it was over.
Let me know.
Here is the ending,
And — hearing the end,
I dispensed.
#hbp120