The strange but sweet melody rings through my ears, echoing with every note. It speaks to me, almost as if it were its own language.
Telling me how to play the song, though I’ve never played it before.
An image starts to appear in my mind. I sit on a bench by the water, the moon shining over the sea as the city lights fill the sky and outshine even the brightest of stars.
Nobody is around, except one person. A lady. She stands on the edge of the stone bricks surrounding the water while her long lilac...