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Characters: Norway & everyone ever~
Location: The Park
Time: Evening
Style: Prose or Action is fine
Status: Open
If you had decided to take a walk through the park that night or maybe you were just heading home, you would notice little globes of light bouncing from the branches of trees here and there. They seem to be centered along a specific area, an obvious trail leading somewhere. But where? And what are with the lights anyway?
If you decide to follow the path, you'll eventually come across this little Norwegian kneeling on a spread out blanket. A basket is shut and put aside but he seems to be preoccupied with something else. A slender, white violin. He takes a moment to prop it onto his shoulder and draws the bow to the instrument and begins to play a small tune.
Location: The Park
Time: Evening
Style: Prose or Action is fine
Status: Open
If you had decided to take a walk through the park that night or maybe you were just heading home, you would notice little globes of light bouncing from the branches of trees here and there. They seem to be centered along a specific area, an obvious trail leading somewhere. But where? And what are with the lights anyway?
If you decide to follow the path, you'll eventually come across this little Norwegian kneeling on a spread out blanket. A basket is shut and put aside but he seems to be preoccupied with something else. A slender, white violin. He takes a moment to prop it onto his shoulder and draws the bow to the instrument and begins to play a small tune.