The Night I Sang

What if you could find him...? But not in this moment.... not right now? But in the past? Maybe yesterday? The week before? Or how about to tomorrow? If I sing the right melody... maybe he'll come to me. I'll be his siren and he'll be my sailor... but will he find me if the sea is so big... so vast? Find me... will you?

(You the reader are a poor woman working hard for a dream of becoming a rich and powerful singer in the 1930s. You have tried everything you could, but have resulted as a factory worker by day and a swinger by night in local bars and pubs to make ends meet. One day you meet a familiar face from your dreams... until you wonder... are they really dreams? Or another life you can't remember...? Was he just some random boy from the forest... or a friend? An enemy? A lover? Why must he come and go at the most odd of times... who are you Ryan?)

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