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Jancis · **04-03-2015, 12:33 PM**

"Would you honor us with a song?"

Oscare Iono steps up, relaxing. "Good evening everyone. I hope you're enjoying the show so far. I see tons of familiar and unfamiliar faces alike."

"Today we gather for the Celebration of Thaliak, the Scholar." Oscare opens the case strapped along his back, pulling out a reflective and shiny ebony violin. He brings it up to his chin.

"â™ªFrom morning till midnight, I can't find a reason; this world keeps on turning without a single motive;"
"â™ªThe value of this life results to nothing much; even if I were to die -- nothing would change;"
"â™ªIf it didn't matter either way, then I would stay; I'd choose life and I would die another day; because I know right now, if I were to die,"
"â™ªI would rather leave a bit of me behind..."

Oscare takes a deep breath, exhaling strongly. He stops for a whole two seconds, a blank look on his lavender eyes. He continues.

"â™ªAnd, I'm terrified, the future is unclear; in my own eyes, the past is dark;"
"â™ª'Why won't you go? It hurts so much', I call out; wishing my feelings would all be thrown all away;"
"â™ªIf it didn't matter either way, both the same; I would laugh so I could cry another day,"
"â™ªAnd because of that, I know if I'm alone; I would rather laugh my time all away..."

Oscare continues into a harmony of no lyrics, the back of his feels shifting along with the rhythm. All of a sudden, a fast series of words roll right out smoothly.
"â™ª 'I won't love myself unless I am flawless in every single thing I do,';"
"â™ª'Hesitating only shows how weak you are',"
"â™ª'Feelings only get in the way',"
"â™ªSo then maybe you're in pain because you can't get back up now?"
"â™ªAnd you can't seem to be taking anymore?"

Oscare chuckles a little bit, his strumming elbow quivering a little bit. A slower strum follows a much more dreary and hesitant tone.

"â™ªAlthough emotions seem unnecessary; can you not feel something warm inside the tears?"
"â™ªSomething way too hard to see... and always wobbly..."
"â™ªI think we all call it something like a 'heart',"

Oscare slows to a stop... looking up. His violet gaze glows once again, finishing his song without even looking at the string -- playing by heart.

"â™ªIf it didn't matter either way, I'd never stray;"
"â™ªSo I'd see if it was worth my while to stay; whether not I would cry today or maybe I'd laugh it all away,"
"â™ªI know I'd love that small life of mine the same..."
"â™ªAnd even you,"

"â™ªNever need to try and be someone else; just be you."
"â™ª'It's all fine'."
"â™ª'Am I fine?'"
"â™ªYou're just fine!"

"â™ªAnd in time... you will find..."
"â™ªYou're just fine..."

Oscare lowers the instrument and takes a bow. "Sorry. For any tears. Make sure you take care of yourselves, folks."

Celebration of The Scholar

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