[I shall now spare you the awkwardness, JF, of a dance. ]

Lord Death appeared suddenly in the doorway at the mention of his favourite song. Lady Death picked up her skirts and ran to her husband. "You haven't been up to anything terrible, have you?" she asked running her hands down the front of his shirt to smooth it down. He whispered something that only she could hear, and her face whitened considerably. Gaining her composure she turned toward the rest of the party. "How about a bit of dancing everyone if Jocelyn will play for us?"

The music ended and she clapped her hands a few times to the woman who had been playing so wonderfully before flushing at many people turning to her to ask her to play. "Well if you all insist...." Walking over to the far corner of the room, she pulled a violin out of the darkness and held it up against her shoulder, scarlet rimmed eyes looking over the guests before a haunting voice escaped her as she sang a little poem.

" Zig, zig, zig, Death in cadence,
Striking a tomb with his heel,
Death at midnight plays a dance-tune,
Zig, zig, zag, on his violin.
The winter wind blows, and the night is dark;
Moans are heard in the linden trees.
White skeletons pass through the gloom,
Running and leaping in their shrouds.
Zig, zig, zig, each one is frisking,
You can hear the cracking of the bones of the dancers.
A lustful couple sits on the moss
So as to taste long lost delights.
Zig zig, zig, Death contines
The unending scraping on his instrument.
A veil has fallen! The dancer is naked.
Her partner grasps her amorously.
The lady, it's said, is a marchioness or baroness
And her green gallant, a poor cartwright.
Horror! Look how she gives herself to him,
Like the rustic was a baron.
Zig, zig, zig. What a saraband!
They all hold hands and dance in circles.
Zig, zig, zag. You can see in the crowd
The king dancing among the peasants.
But hist! All of a sudden, they leave the dance,
They push forward, they fly; the cock has crowed.
Oh what a beautiful night for the poor world!
Long live death and equality! "

Once her poem was finished she began to play.

[[Link to Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csJJIp7jCYA ]]

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Saffron clapped for Taur also, then turned to Joceleyn. "Yes, could you please play the Danse Macabre? Wow, we have so many talented musicians here..." She laughed. "I can listen, but I'm not so sure I can dance."

{Multitasking and the Hallowfest do not go hand in hand...}

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and I'm still a dreamer, a believer
I've lost my faith in so many things but I still believe in You

Lady Death shivered at the conclusion of the poem, and her husband put his arm around her. The recitation of such a poem had been beautiful and strangely haunting... As Danse Macabre began to play Lord and Lady Death began their stately waltz about the ballroom, which turned into a wild twirling and dashing about as the song became faster.

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

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^JF is awesome

There will come a time with no more tears
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Saffron finally gave in to the haunting melody and began to dance to the sound of Joceleyn's violin. She closed her eyes and could pretend that she was in an elegent gothic dress, until she began to trip on her baggy pajama bottoms. She wasn't at all a good dancer, but she was enjoying herself. Winter lay on the ground, purring as she watched the dancers.

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and I'm still a dreamer, a believer
I've lost my faith in so many things but I still believe in You

Bubbles joined Saffron and Fragile and moved dramatically across the floor, abandoning all embarrassment she might have felt if she had let herself think before dancing. She stepped neatly over Winter and spun until the world around her turned into a dark blur. Pink bubbles floated up in a cloud around her.

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i'm back for a little! i'll see how this visit goes.

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^JF is awesome

There will come a time with no more tears
and love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears</center>

MH and Haldir sat in the library for a couple of hours, their noses in books, both having found something that caught their interests. Haldir had heard music coming from the ballroom for some time now. His wife on the other hand, paid no mind to it. He couldn't even remember if he saw her eyes leave the book. He looked up at her and book at the book several times before he finally closed the book, metnally remembering the page number and set the book down on an end table.
He rose from his seat and approached MH, taking the book from her hands and folded back a corner of the page, marking her place and set it down. "You can finish that later," he said smiled. MH raised an eyebrow, unsure of what was going on in his head.
"Stand up," Haldir said pulling from from the chair. "And come with me." He took her hand and lead her out of the library and brought her into the ballroom. It was filled with many guests. He was pleased to know that it was faster pace song playing.
"Haldir.." MH began but he raised a hand silencing her. "Shh, not yet. Just follow my lead." He took her hands and began to dance in quicker pace that MH had never seen him do before. She was even more surprised when he suddenly spinned her around. She looked at him with wide eyes.
"Surprised are you?" Haldir asked.
"Indeed," MH answered. "When did you learn to dance like this?"
"Not too long ago," he replied. "But I had a little help. I was planning to wait until the next Yule Ball to surprise you but I hadn't expected a ballroom here and I just could not wait."
MH just smiled and shook her head lightly. Her husband was still full of unexpected surprises.

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And as he looked into her eyes
Within the auburn of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored bright and fair

♥In a poly relationship with Kili and Tauriel♥

Tired of dancing Lord and Lady Death walked idly from the ballroom and out onto the garden terrace. Night was already upon them and the moon was out casting shadows over the lawn of the great mansion. Lady Death listened to the house creak and for a moment she thought she heard something else besides the whispering of the wind. Shaking her head she looked out toward the faint outline of a cemetery in the distance.

[Boy do I love me some imagery... ]

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The waves that C R A S H E D upon
The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

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<center>-In Christ alone my hope is found, He is my light, my strength, my song-

^JF is awesome

There will come a time with no more tears
and love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears</center>

Catherine fixed her mask to her face and smiled very much like a cat. The woman in general was very well mannered and clever, but there was always a little something snakelike about her activities, like she knew something you did not, and was quietly (and politely) laughing about it behind your back.

She nodded to Horseman's comment, and added her own commentary after taking a sip of her wine. "Yes!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening under the gold and red mask so that it looked as if she had just been struck with a superb idea; "Such a night would be wasted staying about inside. Perhaps we could persuade our talented musicians to play us a tune in the gardens?" She questioned, her tone sincere and flattering, with a touch of pleading to add to the effect.

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Heavens no. Hell Yeah.


Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

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