Violinist

The music, slow as it was, hurt his ears. He was unaccustomed to it after so much silence. Even the violin, which he knew so well, seemed to be noise instead of music and it broke his heart.1

He closed his eyes and let the sounds around him fill his mind and pierce right to his very soul. He paid special attention to the violin, for he wanted it most of all. He wanted to love it again and have it a part of him again. It had been too long, he'd spent too many years in that dark tomb and he'd lost it. 2

But he could not hide his surprise, all those cold centuries ago he'd played the strings and he found he was no longer alone in that now. He thought the humans would have put away their strings as they had put away their silks and their paintings and their sonnets. 3

It seemed their dancing was still alive, in this small room at least. Here, it seemed, time ceased all movement. He could live here as he once had, he could drink his wine here, and dance with beautiful women all dressed the way he remembered here.4

And they were beautiful, down the last of the pearls dangling from their ears or draped across their necks. They were beautiful as his angels of the nineteenth century were beautiful. And he wanted nothing more then to dance with them at that moment.5

She was the one he saw first, the one in the white dress. Her hair was all pulled back save for a few chestnut curls that brushed her shoulder. It was all very charming to him and he approached her slowly, fearing that when he spoke to her the beauty of his time would disappear and she would prove to be like every other ignorant child of this day and age.6

But he did approach her and he could not merely stand at her shoulder like some menace crept from the shadows.7

"Cherie," He softly, the French word rolled effortlessly off of his tongue as she turned to face him looking slightly surprised. "Would you honor me with a dance, cherie?"8

Surely he had said it wrong; surely you did not ask someone to dance in this age the same way you did in the time he had lived in. Oh, and he must have ruined it all by this mistake!9

But she did not seem confused, or amused, or any other reaction to show he had said something wrong. On the contrary, she responded in the same way he had asked.10

"Oui, monsieur," Even her accent was perfect, "Je serais enchanté."11

"Merci," He replied and held out his hand for her to take into her own.12

She moved gracefully, comme un ange, he thought, but not like a dancer. Her steps were too small, he hands too quick. But she was, he could see, one who would lead and not seek to dominate.13

"What is your name?" He asked, he feared some modern name that might ruin this perfect moment, perhaps some common thing like 'Jessica' or 'Lauren'. But he had to know.14

"Delphine," She answered in that perfect voice of hers, "Et vous?"15

So she was French, he expected so. It couldn’t be common practice for Americans to learn beautiful languages like French or Italian anymore.16

"Andrei," He replied as he took her other hand, "Where are you from?" 17

Such boring insignificant words, he thought, absurde! What he wanted was to dance with her, not to talk. If her lips had to do something, he preferred it to be something that involved his own.18

"I...I'm not very good at dancing, monsieur," She stammered and looked towards her feet as though afraid to trip over them.19

"Ne pas inquiéter, cherie, I am. Let me lead." He said kindly, she seemed more then eager to let him do just that.20

She nodded and looked back up at his face as he repeated his question.21

"D'où vous sont?" 22

"I was born in France," She replied as he guided her lightly through the dance, it was almost effortless on her part, "In Fontainebleau, but I moved here from-"23

"Paris," He finished theatrically, he had seen it in her mind.24

"How did you know, monsieur?" She said nervously, he hadn't meant to worry her. 25

"Cherie, you would be the first of the French I had the honor of meeting that hadn't been to Paris were it otherwise," She looked slightly confused, "It was a lucky guess."26

They both laughed. Oh, this felt so sinfully modern to him and, so comfortingly ancient, and it was absolutely perfect. She was at ease now, and her smile was, to him, as wonderful as the cool wood of his violin on his shoulders and his bow between his fingers. He might have been playing his strings right now, his eternal joy was in his music and she was bringing that joy to him without even thinking of it.27

But he was not in some orchestra just now, nor was he on stage before royalty in an epic solo. No, there were two performers here tonight, and this was his first duet. 28

Author notes

I think my favorite book would be Breaking Dawn and my favorite character would be Renesmee Carlie Cullen (GAH!! so sweet)

Ok, and for the contest when I had to answr a question, I do elieve in love at first sight and I think it can be more then lust. Not all people are "lusty" (if you will)

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  • Friesian gold member
    September 28

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    wow!

    The description of Cherie is gorgeous! The imagery is fantastic! It was so romantic and passionate! Excellent job!


    • pettirosso
      September 29
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      Her name isnt Cherie, Cherie means darling in Frenchbut thatnks for reading and applauding


  • Thorn-on-the-Rose
    September 15

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    Romantic, sweet, I liked it. Very well written and discriped(spelling??) great job, keep up the good work.

    good luck in my contest

    -Dani


  • quicksilver moon
    September 11

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    A well expressed story. I think the story is very romantic. Perhaps it's the combination of violins, french and the gentlemanly touch that makes it seem so. I like the way how the violinist compares his duet to that of meeting the girl. Very nicely done


    • pettirosso
      September 11
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      yeah, I love violins! I play violin so yeah, of course I like them


      thanks for reading!


  • Out-Of-Eden
    September 5

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    This wasn't what I was really looking for in the contest but thanks for entering. It was a good read. It was well written overall. Just doesn't fit this contest. No hard feelings though and thanks anyway!

  • Kartz
    September 4

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    First of all, i wish you luck with the contests...

    This is a wonderful piece of work you've come out with. Excellent, to say the least. I admire the way you have gone about it... Especially with the language.

    And needless to say, the writing was lucid... From start to finish, it just got better like wine!

    Good luck, once again. Peace


  • FrozenFear
    September 4

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    Very good

    I liked the language changes and how you encorporated that in to your story. It was very believable and well written, my fravorite writing style is descriptive and that is why i liked this so much.
    The start was very gripping and captivating especially how you talk about the music and his heart.
    Brilliant work, i hope you win the contest as this story definately deserves a gold medal and a few points.


  • GrimDeath
    September 3
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    Very well written. I love the french in the story too. Good Luck and thank you for entering.


    • pettirosso
      September 3
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      thank you much so!

      Ihope all the french is accurate, I love using it in stories especially ones I get to read out loud. I have a good french accent even though I'm Italian (But born in america and raised in the south)

      I'd probably use another language as well if I knew it, I've used a little spanish before and (VERY BAD!!)Latin. But French remains my favorite (ahh...romantic)

  • Elphinstone
    September 3

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    Yes I do

    umm, as a story it's very well written, but nothing much seems to happen. As an entry for my contest, it really isnt random enough, but keep up the good work. It would work really well as an opening for a longer story.


    • pettirosso
      September 3
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      Thanks for reading it, you probably have a valid point, I can do random but this was romantic.

      hmmm *begins plotting...*

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