deep into that darkness peering

Silence was a state of mind. Peace a fragile thing that made its home within. Music was a balm and a bridge, capable of soothing hurts as well as connecting those for whom words not always sufficed in communication. Absorbed as he was in his caressing of strings, it took some time before Korbin realized that the woman had risen from her seat. When he glanced up at one point, it was to find her swaying and twirling in tune with his melody. He never knew that a body could paint emotions this way, but it was a pleasing discovery. Satisfying too, in a way, that his fingers might still cause another to writhe, unable to remain still... even though this pleasure was not the one he had indulged in for a long time. He hadn't lost his touch. Blue eyes kept following the lady after that, as she moved across the floor. Not a word spoken, no lyrics sung; they were unnecessary here. Only slowly did the tune come to an end, with a lingering sigh as sweet as sunrises or hazy mornings. Full of promise, whispering of new beginnings... of hope. K O R B I N It's a lie for a lie and I'm getting tired An old lullabye, drifting through the sky