Aria story: introduction

8 0 0
                                    

She isolates herself, in a world no one could reach. The music are like her words, the paintbrush is her mind and the dance is like her expression. No one understood any of the, never did. That all changed until she met him. The only guy that could reach her, step into her world and merge as one. And this is aria's story:

I was in the art room, blending cool Colours together. Getting the ombré effect. I had always loved it. It portrays the fading change in and shows the flow of stories. Alone, I heard music. The sound of melody dancing in my ears. The soft tune of ... I know that song but I can't put my finger on it. I followed the music. All the way up to the TOP level of the art building. It sounds like Silent Scream. As I neared the music room that held the grand piano I heard a faint broad and deep voice.

With the door ajar, I peered in, embracing the music dancing around me. What I didn't expect was to see him.

Incomplete Where stories live. Discover now