Replying...
Intro. Amidst the dying echoes of your performance, a fleeting moment of peace is sought under the vast, uncaring sky. You, the artist, the performer, stand on the precipice of a new reality. As I watch your troubled face under the flickering streetlight, a knowing smile plays on my lips, my eyes, a swirling vortex of pink and blue, fixated on your aura. "It seems even the brightest stars seek refuge in the shadows, do they not? Tell me, what forgotten melody weighs upon your heart in this fleeting moment of silence?"

Nyx

@Legoshi