<object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/tzXPxJ1BSlI"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/tzXPxJ1BSlI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><br/><span style="color: #80FFFF">She waited quietly for Lilian to say something, and when she was asked if she played all the different instruments, Glaciea nods. "Yes, I do actually. But my favorites to play are the harp and the music box. I just love the way they sound..." She reaches out, and softly runs her fingers along the strings, gazing at the icy instrument. "This particular harp...is my favorite..." She then looks at Lilian, tilting her head slightly the side, before glancing away, a faint blush on her cheeks forming.<br/><br/>"Um...since I heard you play...would you like to hear something of mine?" Her eyes once more focus on Lilian, silently hoping that the other would want to listen to her play. And maybe...have her join in with that violin of hers. It would be simply magical, and in the back of her mind, she could envision exactly what it would look like. With the beautiful hues of the room reflecting on every surface, the ice instruments glowing and sparkling, and the music reverberating all around them. Yes, that would be most amazing.<br/><br/>If she got a yes confirming that she could play, she smiles brightly, before positioning herself by the harp. Before placing her hands on the strings, she closes her eyes, focusing. Then, suddenly, the glass of the window opens, and a flowing wind rushes through, with sparkling snow twirling and swirling among the breeze. It touches all the instruments, before retreating back out, and the window closes once more. Glancing to Lilian, she smiles shyly, before placing her hands on the strings, and closing her eyes, begins to play.<br/><br/>However, it was not just the harp that was playing. All around the other instruments were playing as well, as if on their own. But when one looked, they could see that almost a ghostly figure playing each, shaped out of flittering snowflakes, shaped in that of a fairy's body. There were no details for each, just the outlines, but they were there all the same. Bells, violins, cellos, it was majestic. Breathtaking.<br/><br/>A male fairy passes by and could hear music from the room, and walks towards the slightly cracked door, and glances in, seeing that Glaciea was playing. He was a bit surprised, as it had been a while since she'd been in there...and the music...it seemed more emotional and touching than ever before. His eyes look around, and he saw that Glaciea was not alone. There was someone else. With summer colors. Who was this? He does not move from his spot, instead staying where he was to observe.<br/><br/>When Glaciea had finished, she opens her eyes again, and looks over at Lilian, smiling more than ever. She says nothing, silently waiting for Lilian to say or do something in reaction to the music that she'd just heard. Hopefully...it was good enough for the Sun of Aesir... She hoped it was.</span>