Forwarded from Chronicles of Heisenbërg : Rider of the Northwind.
It’s Saturday night, and the 95 Fossil gathered for another garage band practice.
Langforth’s Beomgyu blasted loud guitar riffs while Luthien’s Anton tried to outplay him with his own electric guitar, better, at least in his mind. Luevine’s Jeno quitely softened the noise with his acoustic guitar, while Loughrey’s Dowoon kept the bass steady enough to hold everyone together.
Heisenbërg’s Karina and Mirthwood’s Sangwon argued over the drums every few minutes.
“Too fast.”
“You’re just late.”
“Count properly and shut up.”
Then Mondcroft’s Gawon randomly touched the piano and accidentally created a melody that made everyone pause. Wyrmharrow’s Giselle layered soft synth sounds over it until the messy garage started feeling like home.
To strangers, we probably look like people who can’t get along. But honestly, that’s just our way of loving each other.
Langforth’s Beomgyu blasted loud guitar riffs while Luthien’s Anton tried to outplay him with his own electric guitar, better, at least in his mind. Luevine’s Jeno quitely softened the noise with his acoustic guitar, while Loughrey’s Dowoon kept the bass steady enough to hold everyone together.
Heisenbërg’s Karina and Mirthwood’s Sangwon argued over the drums every few minutes.
“Too fast.”
“You’re just late.”
“Count properly and shut up.”
Then Mondcroft’s Gawon randomly touched the piano and accidentally created a melody that made everyone pause. Wyrmharrow’s Giselle layered soft synth sounds over it until the messy garage started feeling like home.
To strangers, we probably look like people who can’t get along. But honestly, that’s just our way of loving each other.
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