Congratulations Ms. Daisy on your winning contribution!
The drum beat pierced her mind like an icicle. Cold winds of memories blew about and brought tears descending the mounds of her cheeks. She wished she could see him once more, if only to tell him of her heart's desire - to forgive him...
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The drum beat pierced her mind like an icicle. Cold winds of memories blew about and brought tears descending the mounds of her cheeks. She wished she could see him once more, if only to tell him of her heart's desire - to forgive him...
Blood pounded in rythym with the drums. This was it, the first chance, the last chance, the only chance to show what he could do. Deep breaths, steady heart, don't speed up with the drumming, focus and GO!
It was quickly becoming his favourite night of the week. Open mike Wednesdays. It took some work to get the old band back together but it was worth the effort. He forgot how lost he could get in the music.
Congrats, Ms Daisy!!!!
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