Half-wolf Pokemon adventure ch 14
Before anything else can happen she drew the poke flute closer to her and began playing a familiar melody. it took me only a moment to recognize the melody as an 'awakening melody'. slowly and deeply, the large sleeping pokemon groaned.
Gilded Cage: Chapter 28 +29
When krantor awoke, the gryphon was beside himself, filling the halls with such pleasant melodies and emotion that leon swore the beast was in love with him.
Sinori's Story - Chapter Three
And jirachi's cavern was a good place to sing in - my melody danced along the walls, reverberating without overwhelming me, reflecting my gentle alto back and making my voice even richer, more melodious.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Four
Namo had transitioned to a new song, singing a soft, sweet melody. with the lull in conversation, joplin changed the subject. “so, how'd you meet the girl?" she asked, gesturing with her head toward the faun troubadour.
Mushrooms, Turtles and Pipes, Oh My! 16 - Haunting Music
It wasn't even a song, but rather some sort of forlorn brass intro, followed by a hollow tinkling melody, almost as if recorded from a music box.
Song of Destruction
I poured potions down throats, sang half hearted melodies of healing, and waited. the time ticked ever onwards, punctuated by the thunder of cannons, and cacophonous eruptions of impotent warmage spells.
Found: Side-Story: Growlentine's Day Special
After a little more of playing the melody, together they harmonized one last time.
And the King Makes Three
Bardsong, true bardsong, is easier in that we work with notes and melodies instead of math made into words.
Pride: Meeting in the Music
She could almost feel the longing and pain in the song, the beauty of the eerie melody was touched with despair.
Leurheart (Chapters 7 and 8)
I had been working on a melody of my own, altho the song wasn't even near of completeon. i looked at the notes and placed the flute on my lips. bline looked at me curiously as i started playing the slow melody.
The Best Laid Plans...
melody reminded me of my mother actually, at least what i remember of her. and just like my mother, she had been cowed by the punitive forces of society.
The Half Pin, Chapter 1: The Melody
He was no Mozart. But damn if times like this didn't make him feel like it. The rush was always like this whenever Mo sat in front of a piano. The moment the plump polar bear plopped onto the leathery piano stool; the moment his snowy fingers...