Evening (ota)

[goldilockaubrey]

Jack wasn't  very good at protracted thinking, but he had much to think about.  He felt like some music, but he might disturb someone by playing in the hotel, so he took his violin to the park.  He started with the lively"Spring"  portion of Vivaldi's Four Seasons, then meditative and complex sonata by papa Bach, As he played he felt the absence of

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[applesfalling]

Georg hid behind a tree to listen.

Oh, lovely, glorious music, music he wanted so much to join in on but he just stood very still, listened very hard.

Finally he couldn't help it, and he had finished a song and broke out into applause.

[goldilockaubrey]

A slight startle, a blush, and a laugh.

"You're most kind, Master Georg."

[applesfalling]

"That was wonderful," he said with a bit of a grin. "Surely you're a master of strings."

As for Georg, well, he was never taught strings, which was a pity because he loved the violin. And the viola! And, oh yes, the cello.

But Georg was a pianist (and a vocalist, really...) through and through.

[goldilockaubrey]

"Do you have a piano-forte that you can play here in the village? I do not know what I would do without I had some music now and then."

[faramir_hurin]

It is not every day that I hear music. When I do, it is most often the modern music that, I must admit, I do not care for. This is very different, being only one instrument and the tunes remind me of home. They are not familiar in themselves, but the style is. One is courtly and many could very well be used by the common people for a harvest festival as they danced in a circle.

I come close enough to see and be seen, to be hailed if the musician so desires, but not enough to bother him. Likely I look odd in the combination of modern clothing and cloak from home, but no more so than usual.

I miss music, songs from home. These make me smile even not coming from Middle-earth.

[goldilockaubrey]

Jack noted the younger man, who appeared to be listening with some pleasure, nodded at him and smiled, then finished playing "Hole in the Wall," and lowered his violin.

"How do you do? I came out here so as not to disturb anyone."

[faramir_hurin]

"I am doing very well. And you most certainly are not disturbing me." I smile and come closer, as he has stopped playing. "My name is Faramir of Gondor and your music is much more like we have at home than anything else I have heard in a long time. The last one sounds very like a dance--country, as opposed to court."

Not that we dance much.

"My world is rather more old-fashioned than the village and the music here is mostly not to my liking. Not to say it is bad, but it is very different."

[goldilockaubrey]

"I am pleased to meet you...(Jack was puzzled for a title, one didn't call a gentleman that one had just met by a bald name, and Mister of Gondor, was not at all the thing. If he identified himself with his land, then probably...) Lord Faramir.I must confess that I have never heard of Gondor. I am Jonathon Aubrey, at your service," Jack put his hand over his heart since he did not have a hat to remove, and made his court bow.