The mysterious musician.

He would come in the dead of night. Soundless. It was rare for anyone to see him. They say he granted wishes to anywho who would come across him. They say he carries around a strange harp like instrument and plays it. If you listen hard enough, you can hear its melancholy tune echoing in the allyways. But, even though he was famous and sought for, I felt sorry for him. He must have felt like a shadow. No friends. No family. No one but himself and his instrument. Doesn't that sound sad? (don't ask, this is a sketch I did ages ago and just decided to finish it. I made this story on the spot. pffft. \o/ )

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