Thursday, 11 June 2015


Hello, hope your summer is going great so far. Today I have a flash fiction piece. It's longer than one of my usual flash fiction pieces. Hope you enjoy. Have a great weekend!

He wasn't very big but he could play the violin like magic performed by a magician. 
What was special was that his violin was a toy.
The sound was the same if not better than the best of violins in the world.
Some thought he was a magician of sorts to make that toy sound like that.
There were others who had theories but no one knew the real truth.

It was always the evening when he played, just as the sun was about to set.
Ladies would always come out in the evening to listen on their balconies.
They all wondered who he was playing to or it was pure magic he was performing.
Whatever it was, it kept everyone guessing as to who he was.
His face was always hid by his hat and his white blond hair that draped over his eyes.

One night the music he played was so sad that it made the ladies cry.
It could only mean that someone's heart was broken. Was it his?
The sad music carried on till the late hours. It was midnight when it stopped.
This was the longest he had ever played.
The next day someone was walking in the back alley and they fond a toy violin.
It was leaning up against a door in the corner.

They picked it up and took a good look at it. Was this his?
Everyone seen it and couldn't believe that it was his. There were no real strings on it.
The toy was given to a little girl with bright blue eyes and blond curly hair.
Her name was Lily-Rose.
She wasn't too sure if she wanted to play with it.
Lily-Rose thought of doing a pretend performance for her dolls.

The toy violin sat in her room and was never played with.
It ended up in the closet-forgotten.
Until one day Lily-Rose was moving out on her own and she found it.
She remembered it and the stories of the toy violin player.
Lily-Rose had an idea.

That night she took the toy violin and placed it where it had been found.
She placed a note with it.
Then she waited.
It was getting late and she thought her idea was not going to work
As she turned to leave she heard someone.

There was a young man with straight blond hair wearing a hat.
She watched him pick up the violin. He also noticed the note.
A small smile formed across his face.

That made Lily-Rose smile.
She watched  him as he brought the toy violin up to his chin.
Her eyes went wide as she watched his fingers slip over the pretend strings.
They came to life.
He began to play the most beautiful music. Lily-Rose was captivated.
When the music stopped he turned to her and smiled.
His eyes were the darkest blue she had ever seen.

"You're Lily-Rose. Thank you for looking after my violin all these years."
"I never played with it. It didn't seem right."
He grinned. "It can only be played by those touched with magic."
"So, it is magic."

He never said no more.
Lily-Rose walked with him to the end of the street.
He shook hands with her and once again thanked her for looking after his violin.
When she asked him why he left it in the first place he sighed.
"My heart was broken."
"She broke up with you?"
"She was not the one and now I know it." He smiled at her and lily-Rose blushed.

Lily-Rose went on back that night to her place and finished packing her stuff.
She went to gather some last minute stuff when she saw it.
It was a letter addressed to her. She didn't not recognise the writing.
She opened it and inside was an invitation to a performance.
It was where she was moving to.
Her heart fluttered when she saw who it was from.
The toy violin player.

The ones back home said that he had found his true love for real now.
His music was no longer sad.
Lily-Rose was said to have married him but no one knew for sure.
The music that was heard now was believed to be played whenever they had a child.
That was a long time ago but sometimes the music can be heard by someone who remembered the toy violin player.

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