[D7 LA: Bath-House] Coal Miner blues (Open)
Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2021 1:21 pm
Koi was exhausted, or at least her body felt like that. Her ribs on both sides were sore and damaged for two separate reasons as she slips into the bathhouses to deal with the aches, pains and the clean her wound from the day before. Entering the Bathhouse she stripped down to her natural form, and washed away the grim before peeling the wrappings off with a hiss of pain glancing at the healing cut on her stomach and the bruises from the platform jumping of the day before that.
Slowly, the Moth washed herself off before walking into the onsen and slipped into the hot mineral water allowing the heat of the water to soak away her pains, and fade into the murky waters below with a look of pure satisfaction. After a spell, she laid back in the water enjoying the peace of the bathhouse alone and comfortable however the silence that came with it made her uncomfortable.
Koi closed her eyes, floating in the water and stared to the roof of the onsen as an old melody of her Father's came to her mind. It was sombre melody, filled with the sensations she felt every day having to pretend, and fake, carrying her own baggage with her. It comforted her, and she allowed her soft voice carry the tune filled with deep and raw emotion that burned slowly inside her.
The Song
Slowly, the Moth washed herself off before walking into the onsen and slipped into the hot mineral water allowing the heat of the water to soak away her pains, and fade into the murky waters below with a look of pure satisfaction. After a spell, she laid back in the water enjoying the peace of the bathhouse alone and comfortable however the silence that came with it made her uncomfortable.
Koi closed her eyes, floating in the water and stared to the roof of the onsen as an old melody of her Father's came to her mind. It was sombre melody, filled with the sensations she felt every day having to pretend, and fake, carrying her own baggage with her. It comforted her, and she allowed her soft voice carry the tune filled with deep and raw emotion that burned slowly inside her.
D7: LA Singing a melody. Fire/Performance. | TN: 2 | Success: 2 / Opportunity: 0 / Strife: 2I spend all my days
Going down to the mines
Under the ground
Where the sun never shines
Breaking my back
I put heat in your house
I've got the roar of a lion
The breath of a mouse...
Black on my hands
Black on my shoes
Black on my heart
From these coal mining blues
Black on my hands
Black on my shoes
Ashes to dust
With these coal mining blues..
The man in the mirror
Looks nothing like me
Just a weary reminder
Of what I used to be
The sunken red eyes
And the lines in my face
A tired old man
Has taken my place..
Black on my hands
Black on my shoes
Black on my heart
From these coal mining blues
Black on my hands
Black on my shoes
Ashes to dust
With these coal mining blues..
I can't fall asleep
For the dreams that may come
When the walls cave in
And the coal fills my lungs
If life is a blessing
Then please let it be
That someday Sun's light
Will give these pour souls relief
The Song