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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 4:22 pm
In a distant past there were two lovers. The lovers were seperated by an unsurpassed space. the only way they were able to comunicate was through music.
The girl first fell in love with the man when she was young. she heard his wonderous music. He would sit there on the streets and play for her when she came by. The girl came to love the music man... she wanted to be with him and make wonderful music together. She grew up through the years but the man never changed. he forever stayed young. The girl was puzzled by this and asked him. But instead of answering her he merly smiled and played some more music. The man had found him self growing attached to her. he didn't want to break her heart so insted he faked his own death. One night he sat in his house playing bethovens moonlight sonata. he sat there and played all night. The story goes that an oil lamp fell and caught the house on fire. The entire house had burned down. only the piano remained. On the piano was a note left to the girl he had fallen for. It said 'My darling if i am to ever die i leave this piano to you. Please do take care of it for me.' The girl was heart broken. she went into a deep depression and could no longer play music. she died years later.
Fast foreward to the present. The man is still alive. The man had not aged even as time went on. he has found him self riddled with guilt about the girl whom he loved. He now only plays ever april 5th as repention to thedeath of his loved one. A young girl walks by a large mansion one april morning and hear a splendid music playing from in the house which had be thought to been abandoned. She goes to the window to look inside and sees a man. She feels like she had met him before nd her heart aches. the man had stopped and looed out the window. Her scent filled the air. It was the same as the woman he had once loved. She even looked the same. the man lets a small smile pass his lips and turns to continue playing.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 4:33 pm
Profiles: Name: Age: Race: Appearance: Bio: Guy Name: Alessandro Blackheart Age: 400 (Looks 20) Race: Vampire Appearance: AlessandroBio: I have lived a very long life filled with sorrow and despair. I now live lonely wishing to see her once more. I miss her... Name: Molly Hain Age: 20 Race: human Appearance: Bio: I'm an average girl who really enjoys music. She sometimes has dreams of a mysterious man who plays music who seems very familiar.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:13 pm
A man dressed in back sat in a large dark room in front of a grand piano. he lifted the cover for the keys and placed his fingers on the cold white ivory. He slowly began to play, the music was slow and had a somber tone, it echoed through out the house and could be heard through the streets of the quiet town
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:26 pm
A young waitress girl sighed as she walked home from work. She had a long tiring shift at work and was walking alone when she stopped. She heard the most beautiful but saddest music she had ever heard. She followed it to an old abandoned house that people said to stay away. She looked into a window and saw a piano and the music got louder. She saw a shadow at the piano but couldn't see the person's face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:31 pm
the man stopped playing. He could smell something that he hadn't sensed in a long time. he turned to the window and looked up. his dark blue eyes met hers, he let a small smile pass his lips as he turned once more and continued playing his song. "She looks like her"he said to him self as he smiled once more
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:36 pm
She gasped and froze when he faced her. She thought she would be in trouble but she relaxed a bit when he continued to play. She sat on her knees sense the window wasn't that high and she rested her head on her arms as she listened. She smiled at him as she listened even though she still had trouble seeing him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:45 pm
the man finished his song and closed the covering to the ivory keys. he stood and walked towards the window. He bent down and opened it"Can i help you"his voice was emotionless. he looked her almost mesmerized by her
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:51 pm
She hadn't seen him move after the song ended and she fell over in surprise. "I-I'm sorry...t-the music was just so beautiful." she said nervously and blushed when she saw his handsome face in better lighting.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 5:57 pm
"Why thank you"he said to her with an emotionless smile"I only play this day once a year so you won't be hearing it again for a while."he said as his smile vanished.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:15 pm
She stood up and looked up at him. "Why only once a year? It's the most beautiful song I've ever heard." she said with a smile.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:22 pm
"Because i play it for some one i once loved but lost."he said as he looked at her. he looked into her eyes."I will play it once more for you if you'd like."he said"And you may come in"he said and turned walking towards the front door and opening it
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:29 pm
She walked over to the door and hesitated a bit before walking in. "W-What's you're name? I've never seen you before." she said softly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:31 pm
"Alessandro Blackheart"he said as held out his hand to her"And might i ask yours ms?"he asked
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:42 pm
She looked at his hand and smiled. "Molly Hain." she said and shook his hand. She got a chill when she touched him and for some reason it felt familiar.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:48 pm
Alessandro smiled"Its a pleasure to meet you Molly"he said to her as he walked over to the piano. he lifted the case and placed his fingers upon the ivory keys once more. he closed his eyes as he began playing the song once more. Only it sounded a little less somber. "So what brought you to my window?"he asked as he played
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