A beautiful song was heard in the woods played by a mysterious stranger. The crunching of the leaves as the stranger walked side to side running through the keys.
It created such a wonderful sound heard in such a disastrous moment. The melody opened my eyes as well as the voice; a voice so admirable. The stranger played for hours, the music echoing throughout the woods. Surprisingly the stranger did not notice my presence.
The fingers running through the keys spell out a story some may have not heard in a while. A sound so desirable in a moment filled with so much chaos.
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Short Stories (Romance)
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