Post by Xavier Simon Miles on Apr 9, 2017 3:00:06 GMT -5
He had no idea he wasn't supposed to be here, not in this meadow. He couldn't help it. When he'd found it....Xavier had just been...blown away. His breath had been snatched by the beauty of the nature around him. The flowers created a wonderful, colorful blanket around him and the cloud coverage was nonexistent at this elevation. It was night now, the moon was full and huge and he just....had to. He used his power of musical projection to create a very famous, familiar song that he'd actually written back in the day under a pen name. The song played and he began singing. His voice sounded exactly like a woman's and he didn't care, it had always sounded like that and it allowed him to hit low notes and wonderful high ones as well. Near the end of the song, an eldery voice from nowhere joined in, it was husky and obviously belonged to an old woman and soon, an elderly chorus was added to it.
His voice was strong and he walked around the meadow, lost in thought and reminiscing about the past. With his power and the wind, his music and beautiful singing carried for quite some time. Xavier loved to sing and he did it whenever he could. He didn't exactly dance, but he didn't just stand there motionless either. He moved gracefully, spinning and twisting and occasionally dipping toward the flowered ground. As he held the final note, he noticed someone approaching and waited for his song to end. He smiled.
"Not exactly who were expecting am I?" he said softly. He thought for a moment, "......I think I might've met your granddaughter. Renesmee....very nice girl. Drop dead handsome boyfriend. You're Esme right?" he held out his hand, "Xavier Miles." he wasn't sure if Nessie had mentioned him or not. "I....I can leave if you like. I mean....I just...I came here to think and ...." He shrugged, "Music is in my soul and I can't just....not sing. Specially not when I'm surrounded by such beauty."
His voice was strong and he walked around the meadow, lost in thought and reminiscing about the past. With his power and the wind, his music and beautiful singing carried for quite some time. Xavier loved to sing and he did it whenever he could. He didn't exactly dance, but he didn't just stand there motionless either. He moved gracefully, spinning and twisting and occasionally dipping toward the flowered ground. As he held the final note, he noticed someone approaching and waited for his song to end. He smiled.
"Not exactly who were expecting am I?" he said softly. He thought for a moment, "......I think I might've met your granddaughter. Renesmee....very nice girl. Drop dead handsome boyfriend. You're Esme right?" he held out his hand, "Xavier Miles." he wasn't sure if Nessie had mentioned him or not. "I....I can leave if you like. I mean....I just...I came here to think and ...." He shrugged, "Music is in my soul and I can't just....not sing. Specially not when I'm surrounded by such beauty."