(15 Lormesta 5115: The Landing)

“Every note is a knife”, he said.

I think any semblance of composure left me in the flash of time it took for those words to be born. What could I do? My mind spun like the wheels of a cart, stuck in the sand and going nowhere. I sensed my eyes about to betray me and I blinked back the tears quickly.

“No crying now, please”, I thought to myself. How would I explain that I was not feeling sorry for myself, but reeling from the realization that I was doing the hurting?

In the absolute eternity of sudden silence that followed, he took back his words. I am not sure I replied. I do not think I even moved.

But as every bard is taught early on, words have a life, and a price, of their own once spoken. They cannot be unmade, at least easily.

As my instincts took over and I began to function once more, I realized everything had just changed. I do not know exactly what it will bring, what it means, or what I will or can do. But changed, I am.

I will not write that song. Of that, at least, I am sure. And I will play another instrument when he tarries.


Author: GSBardess

A young bardess named Luxelle is currently learning her trade and hoping to one day make a name for her songs in GemStone IV. Follow along with her adventures in life and song.

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