EXERCISE Theme Song #3

Discussion in 'INSPIRING MUSES' started by Celest, Mar 16, 2012.

  1. Music touches people in different ways. Many people enjoy listening to music for inspiration, and others simply listen to it to relax. Some songs tell stories while others allow you to make your own story.

    Your challenge:

    Listen to the song above then take a minute or two to think about it.

    Write out a scene to this song; make this song your scenes theme song.

    Let me know what you see when you listen to this music.

  2. Melissa's mind opened to the wonders of the land she visited in slumber, the colours merged into one another like a montage of events streamed in formation. Blurs of faces swirled around her head and past her gaze one right after the other. She was running down the corridor and the rooms on either side were all locked, she tried to grasp each handle and open it but the lock just clunked and echoed in the dismill hall which had patchwork style wallpaper, ripped at the edges. She was running, and the hall was only extending, the faces still spinning around her and humming the lullaby which always played in her recurring dreams. Stroking either side of the wall, it shrunk smaller and smaller until it wrapped around her body and burst into a lengthy royal cloak. She was sat on a thrown with a paintbrush in hand, painting images of what she could see. There was a mouse eating peanut butter of the back of a table, having it been dropped by the pompous lady eating the luxury sweets in her front rather savagly. She painted the slim man who was leant over the dining table, slapping the custard tart into his thin lips. She ran over the image of the young girl who's locks were twisted around her body, keeping her contained in the seat she was sat, trapped. The people were dancing, ladies dresses were swirling showing their under-garments, the men's heads were held high as they danced over the black and white kitchen surface texture of the ballroom.

    Melissa's mind dwindled in her dream, and she skipped from the throne and ran into the garden which had tree's entwining as far as the sky could reach. The vines around them had thorns sharp as daggers upon them, she caught herself on one, and feathers sprung from that area. Until she was savagly cut on the rest of them and fell back sinking into a hole of darkness...

    Melissa awoke.
  3. Rain pattered hard against the window as she drove home from work. Her husband and three kids would be waiting for her to come home with the pizza. It was her turn to cook but she’d been held up at work. It was crazy and she wondered when she would ever get home. The road was sleek with ice and she had to be careful less she make a wrong move and end up in the ditch. Her short chestnut hair was a mess, she’d fallen asleep earlier that day, morning sickness and she felt like she was going to pull over and eat the entire pizza on her own.

    It was a little scary but she knew she would have to tell him, they were going to have another baby. A smile touched the corners of her mouth as she rounded the bend and saw the lights of her house up ahead. She was home. opening the garage door with a press of a button she parked, grabbed the pizza’s and locked the car. Heading inside she was greeted by three girls, a 4 year old, a 6 year old and an 8 year old, all of them giving her a hug at once and asking about the pizza. Laughing she set the pizza down on the counter and gave her lovely husband a kiss. “I have good news.” She whispered in his ear as the three girls tore into the pizza.

    Frowning he looked at her and she rubbed her stomach in reply. Noting the look on her face and the movement on her belly he smiled wide. “You sure?”

    “Yes, I went to the doctors this morning and they confirmed it. Four weeks.”

    Kissing his beautiful wife he heard groans from the girls as they expressed their dislike of his affection. “Ladies, your mother and I have something we’d like to tell you.” The girls put down their pizza’s and listened. “Your mother is going to have a baby.” All at once the girls began to talk, asking questions and eating their pizza and smiling and laughing. It was chaos till their father settled them down. “I’m going to need all of you to be on your best behaviors for the next nine months.”

    The girls nodded their heads which brought a smile to their mothers face, if only it could be a boy. It was her only wish, that she would be able to give her husband a boy.