Fairy tales and myths and legends and fables and so on.

Once upon a time, in a far off land, a girl was born in a small village. This girl was a strange child, as she never spoke. Her parents feared their child was mute, and tried everything they could to get her to speak. They brought in teachers, wise elders, doctors and priests, people from all over the land, but no matter what none could discover why she would not talk. Then, one day, a travelling musician was walking through the village, playing a tune as he walked past the girl's house. Her mother and father were sitting at the table, dejected, having lost all hope, when suddenly they heard the most beautiful sound coming from their daughters room. She was singing along to the music, a song without words or meaning but that still managed to touch their hearts. Of course, the musician heard this too, and with tears in his eyes knocked at the door of the families abode to see just what wondrous magic was afoot. The girl's family greeted him with open arms, and they spent the rest of the evening sitting together, him playing music and her singing along.

However, her voice carried far, and so beautiful it was that everyone in the village became entranced, gathering outside of the girls house to listen in to the harmony of her singing and the musicians instrument. Even the creatures of the land, the ground dwelling beasts and the wild beings of the sky all gathered around the house, their desire to hear the music running just as primal as the humans they stood beside. Eventually, the music came to an end, and the crowd dispersed, many going to their homes to reflect upon what they had heard, or to spend time with their loved ones after hearing such beautiful singing. However, one cunning man decided to take a horse and ride to the capitol city, to inform the king and queen about this child with a voice that captured the very essence of music. Upon hearing this, the king summoned the girls family and the musician to attend him within the court, and when they arrived he graciously requested that she perform before him. The girl was nervous, as though she did not speak, she was a clever girl and realised the gravity of the situation before her. Nevertheless, as soon as the musician started playing she couldn't help but sing along, her voice echoing throughout the great audience chambers and through the very souls of the people present.

Once the performance was over,

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Stuff happens, story advances, not majorly interesting, basically the queen gets jealous and orders the girl to be locked away.

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The girl sat alone in the tallest tower of the castle, in her tiny cell, wondering why this had happened to her. Her voice was a gift, and all she wanted was to share it with the world after seeing how happy it made people. This is not the life she envisioned for herself. All she desired was a tune to sing along to, and yet here she was, locked away from her previous life. The girl remained within the jail for ten years, with no visitors being allowed to see her. However, on the night of her 18th birthday, she dreamt of a world so vibrant and full of colour, sound and

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More stuff happens, the girl basically gets visited by the goddess of music, and she fashions her hair into guitar strings. The goddess sends them to the musician from the beginning, and the girl is executed. The musician is so outraged by the reaction to what is essentially the most beautiful music in the world, he travels to the palace in the middle of the one day of the year where the king and queen both attend upon their subjects, and the palace is completely full of people. The musician climbs onto the execution gallows, and starts to play using the guitar + hair strings, and the music resonating carries both the essence of his playing and the soul of the girl. It is the most beautiful thing in the world. At the end of his song, he plays a chord and all of the strings snap. He then hangs himself, and his last words to the population of the city and the king and queen are essentially that they will never experience anything as good as this again. The population realise it is true and spiral into recession and mass depression, the king and queen commit suicide, and the city is destroyed.

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Morbid ending but I thought the story was cool. I made it up :( I liked the concept but it turned out to be taking longer than I expected to write and frankly I got bored. It's not a concept for my game, just something I wanted to try. Thank you for reading.