The fans, the lights, the music, the adrenaline – the combination made her feel alive. It took her to another world, one that existed far from reality. However, the grand display of the concert really wasn’t anything. She was not that famous – or at least not yet. More and more she found that people recognized her on the street and her concerts were filling up with more and more people. However, it was only the beginning of what she hoped would be a life she could be content with.
The grandeur of being on stage was a feeling that she had gravitated to at a young age. It brought with it a feeling of nostalgia – of another life that had ended tragically. Entertaining an audience was what she had been forced to settle for in this human life. After all, she had not fit in well as a human. She knew things at a young age that she shouldn’t have – and she saw the world differently. But with music, all that didn’t matter.
The day had been a long one, full of one thing and another. There were meetings left and right. But at least now all of that was over – and she was free to travel home. Lifting her hand, she rubbed the back of her neck, her fingers tracing the mark. The mark of the hourglass was one that she had for years – a reminder of who she truly was.