May 25, 2019
“........” The rider stood wordlessly at the door of her roommate, contemplating the appropriateness of knocking. Last few days had been mostly spent quietly reading in her room, yet every now and then a pleasant melody would break the silence. Although one to prefer quiet, pleasantness could not be denied. The source she determined to be a certain bard whom she was quartered with.
Current intent could be summed to a mere whim but curiosity wished to measure the one who filled the air which said melody, hence upon the tune’s end door was knocked. “Pardon but....are you the one whom has been singing all this time?”
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