The Fifteenth Act

[frenzied_ballad]

[Accidental Voice Post]

*sound of covers rustling, followed by footsteps*

...

*clears throat, coughs for several moments*

Hnnnnnn.

*silence followed by pacing footsteps. Then, sang in a soft tone:*

Fear no more the heat o' the sun
Nor the furious winters' rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages
Golden lads and girls all

Comments

[bringmyhorizon]

And here I thought I'd never have to hear your voice again.

[frenzied_ballad]

Disappointing?

[bringmyhorizon]

Slightly.

[frenzied_ballad]

Still broken?

[barberswife]

I am glad..

[frenzied_ballad]

Lucy...

[barberswife]

I remember when you would sing to her.. It has been too long since I last heard you sing...

[frenzied_ballad]

I had no reason to.

[snakeskinshoes]

...um.

Is this the real life?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide,

No escape from reality

Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,

Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,

Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama just killed a man,

Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead

Mama, life had just begun,

But now I've gone and thrown it all away

Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,

If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,

Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come,

Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time

Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth

Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man,

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango

Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me

[frenzied_ballad]

[snakeskinshoes]

....

Grey skies are gonna clear upppp

Put on a happy faaaaaaace

[frenzied_ballad]

Go.

[quirky_sitar]

...Ooh. I think...I know that in a different setting.

Pssh! And I here thought you could only whistle, mister!

[frenzied_ballad]

...Excuse me?

[quirky_sitar]

You said you could whistle, you didn't say you could do absolutely gorgeous things with a lyric.

Sweet as songbirds, half you people! Sure you're not from anywhere around Fantasia? They've all got a gift for it there.

...Thats it, I'm like...finding you a some duet to do with Johanna, or something. Not letting any of this go to waste.

1/3

[frenzied_ballad]

I do not-

[gogglor_cometh]

That's great!

Woooah, I didn't know you could sing!

[frenzied_ballad]

I normally do not. I was only trying to see if my voice had come back.

[gogglor_cometh]

You should more often! You're really good, you know!

[frenzied_ballad]

I did not think so. Thank you all the same.