Midwinter Blogfest & Christmas Canon

Since I signed up for two blogfest in one day, I posted the Midwinter blogfest first and Harry Potter after I hope you will visit both post and leave comments for each

Midwinter Blogfest hosted by Marieke at Marieke’s Musings.

What does your MC do for the holiday? It can be a holiday before you place them in the story you’re writing. In 500 words or less.

Christmas Concert to Benefit the Children’s Hospital

“Please welcome, Rama Mohammad and Missie Kersten,” the conductor said.

The crowd clapped.

Missie smiled at Rama, they walked on stage. The scent of pine washed over Missie. The orchestra occupied a place at the far end. Rama’s grand piano was close while Missie’s music stand was in the center. Behind, the auditorium backdrop featured a midwinter scene at night. Before the backdrop, fresh pine trees glowed with colored lights.

The conductor lifted his baton. With a nod of his head and a dramatic sweep of his baton the holiday concert began.

Rama played the first notes to O’ Holy Night, her fingers gliding over the keyboard. The orchestra joined in, the violins struck a balance to the brilliance Rama inspired. As the song swept into the final note and the orchestra faded, Missie’s butterflies dispersed from her nervous stomach and she lifted her flute to the tune of I Wonder as I Wander. The flute became soulful. On the fourth stanza Rama’s piano joined the flute. Both women lifted the tune, the violins were sweet, the song slowed, the flute tones faded, the piano held a note, and the cymbal broke the mood to introduce Feliz Navidad.

Rama’s piano struck a playful dance; the trumpeters stood and cheerfully blew the notes in rhythm. Missie waited, she watched the conductor, patient for her moment. Raising the flute, she held it close to her lips. The lights dimmed and the spotlight shifted to Missie. She felt the increase of heat. The conductor signaled and she tenderly blew the first note of Ave Maria into the aperture of her instrument. Not once did she waiver in her solo performance. The music drew her heart. She neared the end…hold, release.

The lights faded from Missie and captured Rama, then the orchestra. Rama immediately touched the keys of her piano and introduced, Christmas Canon. The violins joined her and a childrens choir walked on stage singing the classic music. Missie smiled, she loved this song.

The tone faded, the children began to leave the stage while still singing the last two lines. The conductor waved the baton toward Missie, the lights drew her figure, and she blew the notes to Aspen Glow. A guitarist in the orchestra strummed the music along with her; the bell choir tinkled at the precise moment. The orchestra took the lead to blend into Carol of the Bells.

Rama played. Instead of a French horn or Trumpet, Missie’s flute carried the quick beat, capturing the tension, she added drama, and excitement flowed through her.

When the last note played, and the orchestra fell silent, Missie lowered her instrument and stepped in front of the music stand. Rama stood before the grand piano and the orchestra before their chairs. The audience cheered, the musicians bowed, and the thrill of the evening still danced in Missie’s heart.

The End.

Now for your enjoyment, Christmas Canon from YouTube.