"The Thin Line," Part V
It's a good, rousing tale, and its length depends on how many battles and frustrated searches the balladeer wants to throw in.
The South Tower
He heard some music, an instrumental ballad, by a group called mannheim steamroller... and no, they're not a punk band. more like classical jazz. anyway, my friend felt moved by the music and set out to write lyrics for it.
To The Dragon Lands, Maybe: Part 4
"we had an epic rock ballad duel!" "you'd have to learn to play before you could do a rock ballad." calex muttered. "also, why a shark? wouldn't a whale make more sense?" "what? i'm not a whale! i'm a shark!" the shark stammered.
Journal Entry, First Day
80s power ballad? no way. green day? too hard. haven't had my prozac yet. then. . . whammo!
Romance (Kreet - 41)
I'm afraid it's a pretty standard love ballad though. star-crossed lovers, you know. they always have to end tragically. but i love to dance to that melody." suddenly eilistraee brightened up. "say! we'll make the cave in plenty of time before daybreak.
Singing my heart out
On the stage, barely half a dozen of meter from me, a graceful pale elf strung the last notes of a ballad; her voice, melodic and sharp, was beautiful and enchanting, both attributes that any good bard would kill to have.
The Outlander 2 19
"i will sing a treasured ballad of my homeland but i don't know how to sing it in your tongue," said sandokhan. "then sing it in jimanese," said tim churchmouse.
"The Thin Line," Part R
"but the ballad, sergeant. i've never heard that before, and i'd like to think i'm pretty good about the songs of my own home."
Helfer's Busy Day, Chapter 2
It had become common knowledge that right after breakfast, the music room was to be avoided if one had any compunctions about hearing lovely ballads hopelessly mangled. at the head of the stair, he stopped and shrank back.
Dürnstein
I sang a ballad from the pyrenees, and another of gascon origin. when asked for something in german i obliged them with a simple children's tale, fitting to my claimed origins and limited knowledge of their language.
The Bombardiers
We walked back into our cabin, letting the quiet of the woods settle back down like a fresh layer of snow, the birds carrying on their morning ballads.
Good Enough (Ivory Keys)
She inquired as she finished her ballad. "no," damien answered. "but my mom can..." "what's your name?" she asked.