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Serenade of Sorrow ~ Austria X Reader
Austria’s POV
I never really believed in magic. I thought it was childish superstition. But when I heard her play it felt like a fantasy. I was mesmerized. I’m going to tell you how I met her and how spending time with her was like a fairy-tale.
I was outside taking my usual walk. I was passing by the park I heard a sound. I got curious and decided to find out what it was. As I walked toward it I realized it sounded like a violin. As I got closer I saw it was a girl. She has (h/c) hair and was wearing a (f/c) dress which blew softly in the wind. She has her back to me so I couldn’t see her face. I listened to her play then she stated to sing.
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
Her voice was like magic. I couldn’t help myself I started clapping. She turned around and looked at me. She was beautiful, her smooth skin and soft features. Her (e/c) eyes shone in the sun. I think it was love at first sight. She smiled and I could feel the heat in my face.
“I’m glad you liked it” she said her voice chimed in my ears
“Yes, it was beautiful, did you write it” I said
“No, my parents wrote it for me when I was young” she replied
I could see her drifting into her mind. The smile on her face slowly disappeared.
“What’s wrong, is it something I said” I ask
She turned back to me and smiled.
“Oh no, I was just remembering” she said
“So, what is your name” she asked
This surprised me. I stuttered trying to find my voice but couldn’t find it. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. She laughed
“You don’t have to tell me right away” she said
“Would you like to have some coffee” she asked
I nodded. She put her violin away in a blue case that sat at her feet.
“Come on lets go” she said smiling and walked toward me
We walked together to the nearest coffee shop. She ordered a caramel coffee, I ordered herbal tea. We sat down at a table near the window. For a while it was silent. We just sat there drinking our drinks
“Do you play anything” she asked suddenly
I stared down at my tea. Not sure what to say.
“You don’t talk much do you” she said
“Oh no, it’s just I’m not used to this” I replied flustered
She laughed again, such a sweet laugh. She was looking out the window when I finally found my voice.
“I play the piano” I said
She looked at me.
“To answer your question, I play the piano and a bit of the violin” I continued
“That’s great, you have to play for me sometime” she said smiling
I loved that smile. We spent the next few hours talking. At one point we left the coffee shop ant started walking down the street. She stopped when she saw a child crying. He lost his mother and we stayed with him until we found her. The woman was very grateful and thanked us both. She was sweet and kind. After a while the sun was started to set.
“Well, I guess this is where we part ways” she said
“Unfortunately yes” I said
“I would love to see you again” she said
I looked at her surprised.
“Yes, me too” I replied
“Well goodbye” she said waving and walking away
I kept waving until she disappeared from sight. Then I remembered. I forgot to ask her name.
Austria’s POV
I never really believed in magic. I thought it was childish superstition. But when I heard her play it felt like a fantasy. I was mesmerized. I’m going to tell you how I met her and how spending time with her was like a fairy-tale.
I was outside taking my usual walk. I was passing by the park I heard a sound. I got curious and decided to find out what it was. As I walked toward it I realized it sounded like a violin. As I got closer I saw it was a girl. She has (h/c) hair and was wearing a (f/c) dress which blew softly in the wind. She has her back to me so I couldn’t see her face. I listened to her play then she stated to sing.
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
There is no life - no life without its hunger;
Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;
But when you come and I am filled with wonder,
Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
Her voice was like magic. I couldn’t help myself I started clapping. She turned around and looked at me. She was beautiful, her smooth skin and soft features. Her (e/c) eyes shone in the sun. I think it was love at first sight. She smiled and I could feel the heat in my face.
“I’m glad you liked it” she said her voice chimed in my ears
“Yes, it was beautiful, did you write it” I said
“No, my parents wrote it for me when I was young” she replied
I could see her drifting into her mind. The smile on her face slowly disappeared.
“What’s wrong, is it something I said” I ask
She turned back to me and smiled.
“Oh no, I was just remembering” she said
“So, what is your name” she asked
This surprised me. I stuttered trying to find my voice but couldn’t find it. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. She laughed
“You don’t have to tell me right away” she said
“Would you like to have some coffee” she asked
I nodded. She put her violin away in a blue case that sat at her feet.
“Come on lets go” she said smiling and walked toward me
We walked together to the nearest coffee shop. She ordered a caramel coffee, I ordered herbal tea. We sat down at a table near the window. For a while it was silent. We just sat there drinking our drinks
“Do you play anything” she asked suddenly
I stared down at my tea. Not sure what to say.
“You don’t talk much do you” she said
“Oh no, it’s just I’m not used to this” I replied flustered
She laughed again, such a sweet laugh. She was looking out the window when I finally found my voice.
“I play the piano” I said
She looked at me.
“To answer your question, I play the piano and a bit of the violin” I continued
“That’s great, you have to play for me sometime” she said smiling
I loved that smile. We spent the next few hours talking. At one point we left the coffee shop ant started walking down the street. She stopped when she saw a child crying. He lost his mother and we stayed with him until we found her. The woman was very grateful and thanked us both. She was sweet and kind. After a while the sun was started to set.
“Well, I guess this is where we part ways” she said
“Unfortunately yes” I said
“I would love to see you again” she said
I looked at her surprised.
“Yes, me too” I replied
“Well goodbye” she said waving and walking away
I kept waving until she disappeared from sight. Then I remembered. I forgot to ask her name.
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I need moar Austria ;-;