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milliways_bar2006-01-21 11:31 pm
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*Yrael is at the piano again tonight, playing chords both resonant and deep. The bass notes growl menacingly, seemingly intent on some nameless prey. The melody, winding in and out of the angry chords, is mocking and cruel, finding the weaknesses of the listeners and stabbing with sharp twists and the occasional laughing glissando. The song runs its prey to ground, and enjoys the chase.*
*He is better. The music is helping. The unnervingly calm expression is still upon his face. A glass of water is on a coaster on the piano bench next to him. Not a sip has he taken. But the water is there, which means that he might drink it. Eventually.*
*He is better. The music is helping. The unnervingly calm expression is still upon his face. A glass of water is on a coaster on the piano bench next to him. Not a sip has he taken. But the water is there, which means that he might drink it. Eventually.*