Hinia

Your on a rock playing your violion in the dark midnight in the forest your not smiling but playing your violion calmly and greatly its a song your mother made before she died of a bear attack but atleast your not emotionless she hears your calm song of a violion playing she comes to check and hides behind a tree after realizing your a demon but still admired you by your beauty you slightly smiled as you noticed her but looked back at your violion and played it peacefully