Music of the Soul
Hi, I recently stumbled upon this community and am eager to join the challenge! Douzo Yorushiku~
So here is my entry! I hope it fits the theme, and that you like it! :)
Title: Music of the Soul
Rating: G
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Brook and Straw Hats
Word Count: 265
Prompt: Resonance
Note: There are some Italian musical terms used here, you can find a glossary of the terms at the end of the post.
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Bony fingers gently picked up the slim bow, sweeping it lightly over the strings of the violin.
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Tenerezza
Luffy and Chopper rolling around on the deck. Usopp and Franky fiddling with their newest invention. Robin sitting in her chair reading. Sanji cooking in the galley. Zoro training in the cockpit. Nami walking in the mikan grove.
And once in a while, they would notice him watching them, meet his eyes (though he didn’t have eyes, Yohohoho…) and smile.
~
Agitato
Zoro… gone.
Sanji and Usopp… gone?
No. Not if he had any say in it. He wasn’t going to lose his nakama again.
Throws himself in the enemy’s way. Fearless? No, there was fear. Fear of losing his nakama.
“I will protect you! Even if it costs me my own life! Oh wait, I’m already-”
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Morendo
“…dead.”
Alone. Again.
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Mesto
Luffy, scarred in both body and heart. The crew, not there.
3D2Y
It hurt to not be by his side, but what was their hurt compared to his?
So they would wait, ignore the hurt and train to become stronger.
For him.
~
Lacrimoso
All alone. Surrounded by people, yet still alone. Because they didn’t understand him, not truly. Not like they did.
2 years.
What was 2 years, compared to the 88 that he had already lived? It should be gone in a blink of an eye, right?
A new dawn. 1 year and 364 days to go.
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Brillante
He could see them. Finally, after two long years, he could see them.
Thousand Sunny.
Usopp-san.
Nami-san.
Robin-san.
Franky-san.
Chopper-san.
Sanji-san.
Zoro-san.
Luffy-san.
~
Trionfante
He was home.
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Glossary of Italian tempo markings (mood markings with a tempo connotation)
Tenerezza - tenderness
Agitato - agitated, with implied quickness
Morendo - dying away
Mesto - sad, mournful
Lacrimoso - tearfully, sadly
Brilliante - sparkling, glittering
Trionfante - triumphantly
So here is my entry! I hope it fits the theme, and that you like it! :)
Title: Music of the Soul
Rating: G
Media: Fic
Pairing/Characters: Brook and Straw Hats
Word Count: 265
Prompt: Resonance
Note: There are some Italian musical terms used here, you can find a glossary of the terms at the end of the post.
___________________________
Bony fingers gently picked up the slim bow, sweeping it lightly over the strings of the violin.
~
Tenerezza
Luffy and Chopper rolling around on the deck. Usopp and Franky fiddling with their newest invention. Robin sitting in her chair reading. Sanji cooking in the galley. Zoro training in the cockpit. Nami walking in the mikan grove.
And once in a while, they would notice him watching them, meet his eyes (though he didn’t have eyes, Yohohoho…) and smile.
~
Agitato
Zoro… gone.
Sanji and Usopp… gone?
No. Not if he had any say in it. He wasn’t going to lose his nakama again.
Throws himself in the enemy’s way. Fearless? No, there was fear. Fear of losing his nakama.
“I will protect you! Even if it costs me my own life! Oh wait, I’m already-”
~
~
Morendo
“…dead.”
Alone. Again.
~
Mesto
Luffy, scarred in both body and heart. The crew, not there.
3D2Y
It hurt to not be by his side, but what was their hurt compared to his?
So they would wait, ignore the hurt and train to become stronger.
For him.
~
Lacrimoso
All alone. Surrounded by people, yet still alone. Because they didn’t understand him, not truly. Not like they did.
2 years.
What was 2 years, compared to the 88 that he had already lived? It should be gone in a blink of an eye, right?
A new dawn. 1 year and 364 days to go.
~
Brillante
He could see them. Finally, after two long years, he could see them.
Thousand Sunny.
Usopp-san.
Nami-san.
Robin-san.
Franky-san.
Chopper-san.
Sanji-san.
Zoro-san.
Luffy-san.
~
Trionfante
He was home.
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Glossary of Italian tempo markings (mood markings with a tempo connotation)
Tenerezza - tenderness
Agitato - agitated, with implied quickness
Morendo - dying away
Mesto - sad, mournful
Lacrimoso - tearfully, sadly
Brilliante - sparkling, glittering
Trionfante - triumphantly