Author's Note: All songs in this chapter do NOT belong to me :3 Credits to Faouzia and the Oh Hellos!

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Grian hummed to himself as he tuned the guitar. Tonight Ren was hosting a Hermit Campfire, complete with songs and performances. Of course, it was optional, and a few hermits weren't coming, including Scar who was "busy on a grinding trip" according to Sam. Of course, Grian didn't believe an ounce of that.

He'd signed up after remembering something Ren had told him while they were being Hippies. Ren had told him that whenever he was sad or emotional, he'd sing to let it all out.

And If that was the only way for Grian to get his feeling across, he'd do it.

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(Song: "Soldier, Poet, King" by the Oh Hello's)

"There will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword. He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord." Cleo sang, hitting the drums.

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord. He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord  The Hermits joined in for the chorus.

"There will come a poet, whose weapon is his word. He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord." This time Stress sang, strumming her guitar.

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord. He will slay you with his tongue, o lei o lai o lord

"There will come a ruler, whose brow is laid in thorn. Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord" False sang the last verse.

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord. Smeared with oil like David's boy, o lei o lai o lord.

O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord. He will tear your city down, o lei o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o

O lei o lai, o lei, o lai, o lei, o lai, o

"Alright, guys! Great job! Next we have..." Ren glanced down at the script he'd hastily written. "Ah! Grian with a song of his own!"

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(Song: "Born Without a Heart" by Faouzia)

Grian nervously strummed the first few noted on his guitar.

" 'I'm an angel', tell me what you mean by that. I take it all, and I will never give it back." His voice shook a little as he begun, but he got more confident the farther he got in the song.

"I don't feel sorry everytime I see you cry. Everytime you start I'm waiting for your tears to dry." He smiled a little.

"I don't really care, and I never will. That's the way I am, such a bitter pill. I don't really care how my silence kills, that's the way I am,"

Sam was there, watching him. And he didn't care.

"No! I wasn't born without a heart! I wasn't always like this! No, watched you break me. No, now you blame me? No! I wasn't born with all these scars. And that's what made me like this, no. Can you blame me? No."

" 'I'm a nightmare', I know what you mean by that. I can't wake up from all these scary dreams I have."

Grian met Sam's eyes. "I don't really care, and I never will. That's the way I am, such a bitter pill. I don't really care how my silence kills, that's the way I am,"

He grinned. "No! I wasn't born without a heart! I wasn't always like this! No, watched you break me. No. Now you blame me? No! I wasn't born with all these scars. And that's what made me like this, no. Can you blame me? No."

He strummed a bit more, enveloped by the music.

"I wasn't born nice. I hurt people, hurt people." He sang quieter. "I'd rather be heartless, than have my heart, in pieces..."

Grian readied himself for the last chorus. He put his soul in the song, remembering everything that had happened to him in highschool and Evo.

He looked around at all his friends' faces, and let all his emotion out into the chorus.

"I wasn't born without a heart! I wasn't always like this! No, watched you break me. No, now you blame me? No! I wasn't born with all these scars! And that's what made me like this, no. Can you blame me? No."

Silence was thick in the air. Not many people had ever heard him singing as passionate as he just had. Grian gave them another smile, before leaving to walk back to his hobbit hole.

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Sam was quite surprised. He hadn't heard Gree-on sing that song since the talent show before graduation. Huh.

A few hours later, just after the campfire was extinguished, Sam headed back to Scar's village. He walked into one of the houses and made his way into the basement, which he'd built out of obsidian. Because everyone knows, obsidian is soundproof.

He grinned at the wizard sitting in the corner. "Why hello! I have a couple things to ask you, concerning Grian's friend group here."

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Author's note: Please don't take my kneecaps XD

Also, for the next couple weeks, I'll only update FoF every other day (because of multiple reasons concerning the pacing of my animation and also school :P no worries tho)

Oh and don't worry, Scar's not gonna die, I promise.