The Green Dragon Inn - Part 10

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Willow wondered where her father had went, she hadn't seen him since she had went to fetch her fiddle.

Her old violin.

It was a fine fiddle, she had owned it since childhood, and played it for years, though with all her rush about Ando, the young hobbit who was her brother, she had left it for a while.

And now, she had a chance to play, even if none would listen to her music. It was a fine time to see if her fingers still had their old skill, and to see if there were still people who appereciated fine fiddling.

She smiled as she picked up the bow, and stroked it over the strings. After a test run to tune it up, she headed down to the common room, where the party was in full swing, and people were talking left and right.

She waited till a lull in the music, then picked up her bow, and ran it across the strings in a fast, dancy tune that she had played since childhood.

Willow was aware of people's eyes upon her, but she didn't care. All she focused on was her fingers, and the tune she played.

When she finished, she felt her cheeks burning, and realized that she was standing in front of people...

She dashed away, suddenly embarassed, and ran out of the common room.