Who Aria and Connor and OPEN Where The Ice Symphony Tent. When June 1st, 1:30 am What Music. Warnings TBD.
The cirque was eerily quiet this night. However, from somewhere in the Midway a soft music began to play, gentle and lilting on the ocean breeze. The sound could be traced back to the previously abandoned Ice Symphony tent, where whispers of air finally graced the hollow ice structures within.
Aria stood at its center, her skin illuminated in the pale blue light of the tent, her breath gently fogging in the air before her, her hands open and facing outward at her sides. Her fingers danced in rythm to the ghostly song that played, and a stray wind caught her hair and tousled it in an almost playful caress. Aside from this she was perfectly still, her eyes closed, the faintest ghost of a smile at the edge of her lips. It was a song from a long time ago, one of her favorites; she hummed along with the melody as her left hand summoned a second wind to add harmony.
She had only just signed on today. Of course she had known about the attacks... she was not surprised when the RingMaster told her the cirque would be closed this evening, but it was no less disconcerting to see a circus so forlorn and empty. The least she could do, she figured, was help to fill the void of such heavy silence. And, if she was being completely honest, she was also eager to try out her newest instruments.