The Little Rabbit Violinist Became an Angel and a Devil

The Cellist Friend was so surprised, and He thought He turned his friend back into The Little Violinist. Unfortunately, the magic spell didn’t work out — again. The Little Rabbit Violinist — yes, He became little again. At the same time, He felt heavy things on his back: ‘What could that be?’ That was the thought The Little Rabbit Violinist had. He walked a little bit while His body bends to the front. He tried to stand straight, but it didn’t work out because his back was so heavy. There was no mirror.

His sister — who laughed at him loud — was taller than Him. She also walked on ten centimetres high heels. When He finally got His body straight up, He was the one who laughed at His sister. He looked at her, from top to bottom. “What is so funny?”, she asked with a sad face. Now, His Cello Friend laughed too because She got wings as well. She didn’t know that. “You got wings too”, The Cello Friend told Her.

The Viola Friend laughed — at The Rabbit Violinist his sister, The Pianist — too loud, that the audience — began to whisper violently, and the musicians were surprised and questioned themselves, why the audience acted like that.

The Pianist Angel started to cry as well. ‘What had happened to me,’ She thought. She didn’t know what had happened to her. Her brother — The Violinist Rabbit Angel — tried to comfort her, but She pushed Him away. He was also still The Rabbit Violinist, and also, He was still confused. After Her Brother Violinist Rabbit Angel had done the good to His sister. They went back to the stage with their wings on.

The musicians tried to make music again, somehow, they managed it with the wings on their back, but not for long as lots of people were not satisfied with the quality of the musicians. One of the audience members in the front row said out loud: “What kind of music is this. I haven’t signed up for this.” The Man with The Hat stood up. He ran away through the door. Before he was there — at the door, The Man with The Hat just disappeared. Just like that — in the air, up.

All people in the front row were amazed, and at the same time surprised, whispering again, and then someone said: “I saw The Cellist doing something strange to The Man.” Rumors started to spread the concert hall. The Cellist started a melody to stop the rumors. The musicians really wanted to play music, but they didn’t know what to do. Now they are Rabbits and Angels. Can The Violinist Rabbit Angel play with wings?

So, they played a melody. Also, there were audience members that moved with their bodies. They wanted to dance despite everything that had happened. So, they did stand up to dance.

It was cold and warm at the same time in the concert hall. The Violinist Rabbit enjoyed the concert hall, but when The Cellist Friend did the wrong magic spell — again — The Rabbit Violinist became angry. Slowly, he walked to the horse, but he was gone, and the audience was not in those fancy outfits anymore, but he realized that he got wings as well, like his sister. Both were small kids again. Far away, he heard Bach violin concerto. One of the audience members started to dance and asked The Angel Violinist to dance as well.

It felt off to dance, He — The Rabbit Violinist — wanted to play the violin, and He wanted to be normal again, His way of being normal; playing the violin, practice for concerts, and not being a Rabbit or an Angel — He wanted to be The Little Boy again. Some tears touched His cheeks — again. His Sister walked towards Him. She tried to comfort Him, but Her wings got in the way to hug Him tightly. They all were dancing, including The Rabbit Violinist Angel, when The Cellist tried another spell.

They all — The Musicians and The Audience — got very angry with The Cellist Friend. He did all the magic spells the wrong way. Nobody knew what magic spells that need to be done. But This Cellist needs to stop doing the magic spells. The only thing is that nobody did the magic spells every time, and only The Cellist Friend can undo them. It is another time area, and at the time, these spells were not done yet. How can The Cellist Friend undo these spells?

The dance was over, everyone stopped dancing, and The Cellist Friend felt incredibly sorry for His Friends to be a different person — again. The Viola Friend looked at him with slightly cleft eyes — He never changed into another species, and the other two changed every time The Cellist did the magic spell. All Musicians were was confused, angry as well, and at the same time, He knew His Cellist Friend did His best to turn them back into who they were in the first place.

The audience started slowly to move out of the Church. They whispered violently, running, looking back, and they were being scared. The audience held each other’s hands. Then — after everyone was gone — The Priest closed the doors while the musicians were still in the Church. Nobody wanted to be cursed by Them. When the musicians looked up, there was no audience anymore. The Priest walked and was gone to the room in the back hall to change himself into his normal clothes — jeans, t-shirt and a blouse: ‘I will deal with the musicians later’, The Priest thought. The Rabbit Violinist Angel looked around He ran to the door, tried to open the door, but there is no move from the doors. “Help, the door is closed”, He screamed.

“I need to go to the toilet”, The Rabbit Angel Violinist said. He walked away to the small room to do His needs. He saw The Priest changing his clothes. The Rabbit Violinist Angel clenched his fists in such a way that his hands grew long with black pointed nails, his wings began to turn black with a red thick border around it and gold glitter, and his front teeth pointed out from his mouth onto his lips. This always happens when The Rabbit Violinist Angel clenches his fists.

The Priest looked into The Violinists Rabbit Angel’s eyes, deeply. As fast as The Priest could, he changed his clothes. The Violinist Rabbit Angel stood in de opening of the door from the toilet. A wicked laugh, such as only a devil can do — the corners of his lips wide, his sharp front teeth showing a little bit blood, like He a bit somebody. But then, He clenched his fists again, and He was The Rabbit Angel Violinist again. He went to the toilet, did his needs, but then, when his stomach was grumbling enormously as He opened the toilet door to walk outside, The Priest came out of the Little Room and passed The Toilet.

Slightly, The Rabbit Violinist Angel got hungry. With his tongue, He made His lips wet. Then there was another man standing at the other side of the hall, The Priest and The Rabbit Violinist Angel looked at each other. The Rabbit Violinist Angel got something of red-light eyes, while The Priest got horns on his head. In a second, the unknown man disappeared, back into the air, flashlights around him that were a little bit red. The Violinist Rabbit Angel was confused.

The other musicians were very much frightened of what just had happened, the other two musicians tried to walk away. “Where is our Viola Friend”, The Rabbit Violinist asked walking back to the other musician who just sat on the wooden benches, one missing. “We don’t know”, His Sister said. The Cellist Friend said to The Violinist Rabbit Angel: “Maybe you have seen Him while you were on the toilet?”

The Rabbit Violinist sat down next to his sister, wiping his bloodied mouth with his hand, His sister looked at him, then back to the hall He came from, and The Violinist Rabbit Angel said: “No, I haven’t seen Him. I only saw a man as an Angel flying to heaven with lots of blood light.” The Cellist Friend wanted to go outside, but before He could move, He saw some blood on His hands too.

All three looked surprised and at the same time, The Rabbit Violinist Angel looked at his hands and remembered that He bit someone too because He was hungry. Now, being an Angel again and not hungry anymore, he wanted to play the violin again. He always loved to play with His Sister and His Cello Friend. Especially The Fairytale trio.

The wings got in its way, so He wanted to turn them off His shoulders, but it got stuck. It didn’t want to go off his shoulders. “That is what you get when you don’t play me right”, a voice spoke through the Hall. Everyone looked at each other, but The Trio didn’t see anyone around other than themselves. The Piano Angel Sister stood up, walked towards the back: “I need to go to the toilet.” Gone she was.

The Cellist Friend became a little bit scared too. He didn’t realize how much trouble he caused to everyone, just because He wanted to make His friend happy. Suddenly, his ears started to grow; ears with points, earrings in his ears, and the worm growing out of his right ear.

When The Rabbit Violinist Angel saw these ears of his friend, He clenched his fists again and got hungry, again. Every time, He gets angry or hungry, He will clench his fists, and then his stomach growls violently, changing many physical characteristics, visible and invisible. This is so intense that he immediately smells blood, his teeth become visible and his black nails grow longer and they are razor-like.

In a moment, The Rabbit Violinist Angel Devil saw the poem He looked for since all the changes happened. His eyes sparkled and he immediately thought of that woman standing at the window when he was a little boy. Which led him to learn to play the violin too, when he walked down the avenue of trees that had pink flowers.

while Mozart left a career behind,

there was a Little Boy standing on stage,

taking his violin to be the musical wind,

playing the music of an old age,

the orchestra leading his way,

understanding all the notes,

ever long enough to stay?

the little boy never missed the boats.

Feelings He always hid, came hard into his face now, His fear of not being seen. Again, all the change in the physical characteristics had happened; His hands grew differently, His teeth showed up again, and His black nails grew sharp. In the heat of the moment, He ran back and forth through the grand church when He saw someone familiar.

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Previous parts:

Episode 1. Episode 2. Episode 3. Episode 4. Episode 5.

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These episodes are inspired by the comments I make under the Instagram and YouTube posts by the Russian-German star-violinist Kirill Troussov.

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I wrote this comment under his post, which he posted on the 31st of October 2021.

It was cold and warm at the same time in the concert hall. The Violinist Rabbit enjoyed the concert hall, but when The Cellist Friend did the wrong magic spell — again — The Rabbit 🐇 Violinist became angry 😡. Slowly, he walked to the horse, but he was gone and the audience were not in those fancy outfits anymore, but he realised that he got wings as well as his sister. They both were small kids 🧒👧 again. Far away he heard Bach violin concerto. One of the audience members started to dance and asked The Angel 😇 Violinist to dance 💃 as well.

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I also wrote this comment under his post, which he posted on the 10th of October 2021.

When He waited for #Mozart in #vienna, he thought he saw someone familiar. His new silver #watch suddenly didn’t work anymore. There was no reference of #time and he wanted to know at what time his next #concert was. Out of nowhere, the #sun was shining. The smiles of the people were everywhere and greeted The Little Boy and his heart started to smile.

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I also wrote this comment under his post, which he posted on the 4th of October 2021.

You walk through the big #city of #Vienna, where all the musical activity takes place, and in the meantime, you followed your great examples living in the copied city called #Munich. Your eyes popped out of your #skull when your saw #Mozart in real life — or at least you thought it was Mozart. Or was it another great #composer? When you move your eyelid, you realized these composers actually are your #cellist and #viola #friends. You stand in front of the grand #church, when they pulled you into the church to play #music with them. Suddenly you hear #horses behind you as one of them sniffs in your neck.

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I also wrote this comment under his post, which he posted on the 25th of September 2021.

The first rabbit 🐇 on a violin? Have you seen that? Or did the 🎻 turned into a 🐰 ? After so many hours of practicing, it is possible that the father rabbit @benedictkloeckner did the wrong magic spell in the 🎩 and turned you in a rabbit violinist. Your sister #alexandratroussova didn’t know what to do 🤷‍♀️ and just stood there. 🤫

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I also wrote this comment under his post, which he posted on the 12th of September 2021.

The spider was crawling on the wall during a concert full of joy. The violinist was scared of what to do. When he saw the audience being confused seeing the violinist bringing in another melody. Something fast with lots of passages, they immediately knew what was going on.

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I wrote this poem under the post of violinist Kirill Troussov, which he posted on the 29th of August 2021.

while #mozart left a #career behind,

there was a little #boy standing on #stage,

taking his #violin to be the musical #wind,

playing the #music of an old #age,

the #orchestra #leading his way,

understanding all the #notes,

ever long enough to stay?

the little boy never missed the #boats

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This is episode #6 in The Little Boy Story I wrote on Medium. This story was first published on Medium.