Fantasia

There he was again. On the way to a plain, grassy hill, surrounded by high grass and the occasional, lonely flower. And on top of the hill, a mirror. The yearning inside him almost swallowed him whole as he stepped closer like on autopilot, hoping to finally, finally find an answer to his burning desire as he raised his hand, his finger almost touching the blurry surface...

Hello guys
Welcome to another Twoset Violin fanfiction. Not an English native speaker here, so always happy for feedback :-). I hope you guys like that very different story from the first one I wrote.
Well, here goes nothing. Happy reading!