Risk
The band started slow, their soft music sweeping the ballad up into something almost ethereal. "_take it slow so we can both talk."_his words, the song, everything about it pulled bryce in. it was... ~36~ breathtaking.
The E.A.G.A.M.E.S. Exegisis pt. 2
The trio then let loose with a singular chord that reverberated around the room, and began into an intense ballad. meerk quickly caught on to the main aspects of the songs: loud, electric and suggestive.
Different Circles
And then came the presses of a familiar tune, an old piano ballad. vinyl just shook her head. * * * vinyl breathed in the air of the party. it was stale, sweaty, and contained the scents of many different ponies.
Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 14
He was pitch perfect, crystal clear, like listening to frank persano himself as he croons his now-aged ballad 'witchcraft'. jackie beams widely, as if hearing my praise is worth everything to him.
Kaiju ga Gotoku 1.1 - The City That Never Sleeps
A smile crept on his face as sano reached the last chord with the voice of an 80s rock ballad.
Caladar's Manifesto
This is a fanfiction based on the world of crater-vale by [@mattariel](/u/mattariel) ; specifically a journal by one of the characters in "the ballad of lalep the bold" which can be read here: [https://www.sofurry.com/view/1529363](https://www.sofurry.com
The Epic of Irgano Ayethy: Part I chapter 2
“the ballad of lyai" “my mom called it the song of la i." “it's an old song. older than the cyalrithy dynasty." “whats it about?" “play the song."
Sharp Steps
Nodding, paul checked his tuning one more time, then opened up with a chord, leading into a tune that haeras recognized as an elven ballad he hadn't heard in years.
Shades of Gray
She smiled silently as she watched gray twitch his whiskers in time to the ballad he was composing. after a few choruses of his song, the guest concluded his tune and smiled to himself.
Fateful Adventures Chapter 2: Another Day in Goldenleaf
“have you taught them… the ballad of rangnir the orehammer?” “that one is a bit… uhh…” “obscure?” “i was going to say ‘unknown.’” “what about the lonely tree blooms again?” “mmm-” “honey and heather?”
The Useful and the Good
One of his ballads has the line: _o! more we pay than the price of grain, and the fields lay more than plundered: salted by blood of brothers slain, scarred by roots deeply sundered. _what if we'd been able to talk, without fighting?
Songs of the Mountain 1 - Crash Course
"[lemme sing you a ballad for you boys,]" muttered the falcon notching arrows to her bow. "[hope you're all ready for this!]"