Un libro al azar/A random book

The Last Note (the world was still ending)

In the desolate ruins of a once-thriving metropolis, where the sky hung heavy with ash and the ground was strewn with the remnants of civilization, a lone figure wandered. His name was Isaac, a musician who had survived the cataclysm by sheer luck or perhaps by fate's twisted design.

Isaac carried his old acoustic guitar strapped to his back, its strings worn and weathered but still capable of producing melancholic melodies. Music was his solace in this new world of chaos and despair, a reminder of the beauty that once existed and a beacon of hope for whatever future remained.

As he roamed the deserted streets, Isaac's mind drifted back to the days before the world fell apart. He remembered the laughter of children playing in the parks, the bustling crowds filling the city squares, and the music that filled the air like a sweet symphony.

But now, all that was left were crumbling buildings and haunting silence. The only sound was the soft crunch of his footsteps on the debris-covered pavement as he searched for signs of life, for someone, anyone, who might still be out there.

Days turned into weeks, and still, Isaac wandered, his hope slowly fading with each passing moment. But just when he thought he couldn't go on any longer, he heard it—the faint sound of music drifting through the air like a distant echo from the past.

Heart pounding with renewed hope, Isaac followed the sound until he came upon a small group of survivors huddled around a makeshift campfire. Among them was a young woman with tears in her eyes as she strummed an old guitar, her voice trembling but filled with a raw, untamed beauty.

Without hesitation, Isaac joined in, his fingers finding familiar chords as he added his voice to hers. Together, they sang of loss and longing, of hope and resilience, their music weaving through the desolation like a lifeline connecting them to a world that once was and could be again.

And in that moment, as their voices rose into the night sky, Isaac knew that no matter how dark the world became, as long as there was music, there would always be a glimmer of light to guide them through the darkness. For in the end, it was the power of music that would save them all.