Even though Ryuk had no idea how to play, he shut his eyes with the intent of playing for the dragons.
The bow in his hands gently glided across the violin's strings, and as it did, a mystical pink aura flowed from its edges, winding around his arms.
For a second, he lost cognitive ability.
Was he playing it rightly?
Did he glide properly upon the string?
Was the bow tucked well beneath his chin?
None of these thoughts ever occurred to him, yet he could feel the melody, not through his ears, but echoing directly into his soul.
His thought faded completely, his heart slowing down to a crawl.
That feeling of enthralling serenity came once more, lasting for longer than he could wrap his mind around before finally,
FLICCCKKKERRR
A pink light flickered across the garden as Ryuk opened his eyes, its glow crossing through their depths, but then, he felt a weight pressing down on his legs.
When he looked down, he found someone.
