[There's the faintest sound of Music. His efforts to try and find a way out of this godforsaken hellhole have gotten nowhere.
Not to mention the growing interest in his own changes. He's bigger, bulkier and his hands have darkened in color, his fingers thicker but surprisingly - deft?
Still he's out there in the forest playing his music. Did it matter?
Not when the music flowed pure and sweet Right until the boy blundered into the clearing where he'd come to play.
There's the faintest flash of yellow from his gaze.]
...My dad used to say that you interrupt a man when he's playing - you owed him a drink.
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Not to mention the growing interest in his own changes. He's bigger, bulkier and his hands have darkened in color, his fingers thicker but surprisingly - deft?
Still he's out there in the forest playing his music. Did it matter?
Not when the music flowed pure and sweet Right until the boy blundered into the clearing where he'd come to play.
There's the faintest flash of yellow from his gaze.]
...My dad used to say that you interrupt a man when he's playing - you owed him a drink.
You got any alcohol on you?