Nara, Friday Fictioneers

It’s the weekend again, and I find myself stuck face to face with Maru. I don’t mind her, but a bass really needs her own space.

A case would be nice, and I would love to get polish. But no! I’m stuck here in a corner until Monday.

Though Tommy is quite talented, I want a musician who is old enough to drive.

I want a musician to take me places and meet other instruments and maybe form a band…

I just want to sing on stage and give a great show! Please find me, I’ll be whispering in the dark, quiet corner.


One response to “Nara, Friday Fictioneers”

  1. Conda V. Douglas Avatar

    Love this–and know exactly how the poor instrument feels.

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