[OLD POST] Date: 02.08.2010 | Navigate to the original post here.
lifeGraph – 02.06.10
It was quite a small room, about the size of a usual college classroom. There I found myself in front of people, eyes closed, lips forming smiles, seemingly stricken with peace and serenity. I heard the strings of my guitar resonate in the silence-filled air. I asked myself, “Is it my guitar that’s made them so quiet?” For a moment I thought I was alone. I was wrong. I heard a voice –a very sweet one, sing a melody in accord with the chords I was playing on my guitar. I looked to my right, and there she was, clothed with a crimson dress. Adorned with a silver lace on her neck and an elegant ring on her left hand; what a beauty to behold.
