The Whispering Violin
Her bow barely touched the strings, evoking the whisper of wind through dancing leaves on a warm summer’s day. Her audience, rapt, traveled with her to a world she only dreamed of now.
Exiled from Faerie, the fey returned only through the imaginations of those for whom she played.
I’ve always loved the way musical instruments mimic nature as well as evoking strong emotion in listeners. What if it’s not the instrument, but the player? It is magical, after all.
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Music is magical. Does that make musicians magicians? 🤓
Kind of like your writing, I know you through the images you give to me 🤗