Friday, 25 April 2014

Drabblerotic 2014 - V is for Violin

This post contains adult themes.
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where will be posting a drabble* every weekday and Saturday in April brought to you by the letters A-Z, although this isn't Sesame Street, so expect a little adult spice in our alphabet soup. ;)

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*'So, what is a drabble anyway?' we hear some of you ask. And the answer is, a drabble is a piece of prose of (exactly) 100 words. 

So, without further ado, onto today's drabble...



V is for Violin

Author's Note

So I went for spooky again today, I hope you enjoy reading it. Thank you ever so much for stopping by.

Love Song

by Tasha D-Drake

It started with just the odd note easily put down to imagination, but by the end of the week Phil was hearing whole stanzas from a romantic-sounding violin. The problem was, no one else heard it.

"What do you want?" he finally asked into the darkness as the notes filled the air.

The violin stopped.

His door creaked and slowly swung open.

The pale figure had once been a handsome man, but now he was gaunt, and black, bottomless eyes stared at Phil. When the ghost played a love song Phil wanted to scream, but no sound came out.

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  1. Romance and terror all in one. I like it!

  2. I like it, but it sounds like a love song I'd want to skip.

    ~Patricia Lynne~
    Story Dam
    Patricia Lynne, YA Author

  3. Oh, danger, romance -- a good combination. No work of art should be without some danger ... or lots of it.
    Silvia @

  4. At least the ghost isn't offering him violence. *grins*

  5. Saul, the first chair violinist, was amazing. The way he moved the bow across the strings was itself a work of art. The sounds that he produced was so innocent and naïve, yet chilling down to the bone.

    Being second chair, Andrew was close enough to smell his musk as he played. He dreamed of a time when Saul could make love to him the way he does his violin. After rehearsal, Andrew found his case and sneaked into the bathroom to jerk off as he touched his violin. As he shot his cum across the string, Saul walked in.

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