Bleeding Strings: Man in a box

by The Drifting Bard

when I'm on the train

I laid my hands on the trans-purple beauty of an acoustic guitar that I had in my possession. I missed hearing the sound of its mournful lyric, the way the strings vibrated at a simple touch. I missed how I could make her sing, how she'd make my fingers dance for her. I fell into a deep trance when I finally placed my fingers in the right places... I began to tune her up.
Twilight simply watched the display like two lovers blissfully re-united.

Before long, what was once the sound of frequencies being found was slowly becoming a small tune.
she watched as my gaze then fixed itself out of the window. she noticed the little bits of scenery changed.
the icy hills and snowy mountains, still slightly obscured by snowfall. the lavender alicorn remembered her tutor's words.
each flake is a work of art. Upon this little thought, she smiled as I continued to play a small tune.

I took my hand off the fretboard for a moment and shook off the cobwebs, so to speak. I cleared my throat.
"Is there anything else you'd like to know about me?" This brought Twilight out of her stupor.
She raised a hoof to her chin and appeared to be in deep thought. She didn't notice that the other patrons of the first class carriage were eavesdropping. It was out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a small filly looking slightly dejected.
I raised a hand to stop Twilight from saying anything. "Whats wrong little one?"

The little filly looked my way and her sullen expression changed to one of fear, until she noticed Twilight opposite me.
she then adopted a more relaxed attitude... but she still looked upset about something. "hey, its okay, you can tell me, or would you prefer the Princess over here?" she pointed to the princess. Twilight simply patted the seat next her.

I watched the little filly struggle to get up onto the seat, in the end I picked her up, not caring what the hell other ponies thought. as I placed the little filly down on the seat, I gave her a small smile. she began to ask if Twilight would help her with any school bullies she might confront when moving to a new school. I raised my hat slightly.
"Kid... in my long life i've learnt that bullies are every where you go, the trick is to stand tall and defiant"
The filly turned to look at me. "how old are you?" the little filly asked. I gave twilight a little grin.
"ohh... I'll be 124 in a few months, so I'm still quite young" Twilight rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.
"really? wow" the filly bounced off to her mother soon after.

I went back to plunking the strings, somehow playing stairway to heaven in its entirety.
"Cadence was right about you... being unpredictable" I began to strum Idly for a moment.
then I tapped the guitar twice. not even a micro-second the sound of the strumming was replicated and played out of thin air.
"Oh....kay... that's new" I shrugged my shoulders and began to play, brightening up the dreary atmosphere of the train.
Twilight watched as my fingers effortlessly glided along the steel strings.

she looked around, noticing the smiles and then simply laid back into her seat. she closed her eyes for a brief moment, losing herself to the music, and began to dream.

but then the music stopped, she woke up. looking out of the window to see the makings of a perfect clear night. "How long was I asleep?" the mare asked. I fumbled for my phone, checking the time.
"I'd say a few hours at most... like maybe four" I put the phone back in the duffel bag.
she then looked over to me and tilted her head in confusion as I raised a pendant from my chest to my lips. she then heard me whisper the words lux lunae cursus ut, dux meus et stellae . She noticed the long, forlorn gaze leading toward the moon. I placed the pendant back in my shirt and began to play a masterpiece.

it was perfect for a little insight. I started to play a more peaceful song, one which resonated within me.
Twilight once again lost herself to the music and failed to notice the stray tear that rolled down my cheek as I played.

Moonlight sonata always did make me cry....

Author's Note:

Latin translation:

may the moon light the path, and the stars be my guide

Comments

[ponybrony]

Same, man.

Same.

FIRST COMMENT!!!

(Sorry, had to)

[rikusorasephiroth]

D'aww