Imagine a world where music can be more than just heard, but touched and seen and smelled as easily as the finest rose on an early spring morning. A world where weather changes, crops grow, and battles are fought, all to the tune of a musicians cadence. Such was Vinyls and Octavias world, their foundation music, and their instruments tools. And it came as no surprise to any pony when a relationship began to blossom between the two masters.
But when tragedy struck Octavia's life, the culprit was closer to home than she expected. She retired her career, picked up her weapon, and set chase to Vinyl, to satiate the boiling hatred that demanded revenge and cried for vengeance.
Chapters (2)
Just brilliant; spectacular writing and imagery. Looking forward to more!
Holy.....shit
I haven't read imagery like that for so long. TAKE MY STARS!
Y'all are so nice! ^_^
I apologize for such a short chapter, the next should be a smidgeon larger.
Okay I felt like I was reading a transcript of a ponified sailor moon episode lol
tracking! 
Um... yeah... seems... good...
*tracks*
I think I can honestly say I have... nothing I can say about this except maybe... wow!
... I think it just took me 2 chapters to truly figure out what the hell is actually going on.
This is just wonderful.
Ah, I love the premise of this. Non-linear stories just get me in that special spot. Only a few grammar things I can nitpick, I think, and they're obvious, so I won't touch on those. Liking it so far!
Good god even more beautiful descriptions and images were painted in my mind. You sir are a brilliant artist as well as an author.
This deserves way more views than it is receiving right now. I wish I could give you more stars, because you deserve them.
I think I would understand more if I wasn't attempting to read it as 2:34am. I had to skip a couple of paragraphs as t'were.
However;
this story is brilliantly written and the descriptions are so engaging that I could picture absolutely everything with ease. The only downside was that, being so tired, I couldn't focus on it all and had to resort to skipping parts. I will try again, however, after a decent night of sleep.
All my moustaches and Trollestia's are belong to you, good sir.
Congratulations.
No words can describe what I feel about this storie... probably because it's early and I dozed off during the end from lack of sleep...
Nothing can describe the expirience I had reading... so here...
