The Fifteenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Accidental Voice Post]

*sound of covers rustling, followed by footsteps*

...

*clears throat, coughs for several moments*

Hnnnnnn.

*silence followed by pacing footsteps. Then, sang in a soft tone:*

Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages
Golden lads and girls all

Comments

[quirky_sitar]

...Ooh. I think...I know that in a different setting.

Pssh! And I here thought you could only whistle, mister!

[frenzied_ballad]

...Excuse me?

[quirky_sitar]

You said you could whistle, you didn't say you could do absolutely gorgeous things with a lyric.

Sweet as songbirds, half you people! Sure you're not from anywhere around Fantasia? They've all got a gift for it there.

...Thats it, I'm like...finding you a some duet to do with Johanna, or something. Not letting any of this go to waste.

1/3

[frenzied_ballad]

I do not-

2/3

[frenzied_ballad]

...

3/3

[frenzied_ballad]

With Johanna?

[quirky_sitar]

Yup! You guys are like a perfect match up, all...er...melodic. Good tone. Nice and full. Can't go to waste.

[frenzied_ballad]

No...I suppose it should not.