|theboysandcrash (theboysandcrash) wrote in spinningcompass,|
@ 2020-05-03 23:52:00
|Entry tags:||artorias, blank|
Who: Blank and anyone else who wants to join.
Where: The lobby of Little Asgard
What: Blank grieving.
When: Back logged almost a week. Just after Reeve's birth.
Rating: Sad. Allow a man to grieve.
Open: Any LA residents.
Status: A one off.
Had it been a day? Two? Three?
Blank didn't care.
His wife was gone. That was all that mattered. Not the energy he put in to it. Not those damn stones. Nothing. Nothing matter right now. Well, that wasn't true. Reeve mattered.
But to be a good father to Reeve, the mage had to grieve the 'death' of his wife.
Blank stumbled around this Grand Hotel before he came down the stairs and saw the piano. A small smile came to his face as he made his way to it.
He missed Scarlet so much.
With a slow care, he sat himself at the bench, eyeing the keys. Everything seemed in ordered, but just to tested to placed four different keys.
Taking a deep breath, the mage closed his eyes and began to play it softly.
Beethoven's "Fur Elise" is where he began.