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The cat. At first I thought it was the outline of a man that morphed into a cat, my mind plays tricks on me. Then after watching the video over and over, I saw that it was just a cool cat.
Peace to the families!
~Lit
The gray clouds earlier had turned into rain after the final stroke on her violin.
The sound of applause could not be heard as silence echoed deafeningly in the hall.
The expectations that everyone pinned on her faded into the darkness of the concert hall, as no matter how hard she practiced, the damage left on her fingers were too much to ignore.
Ever since the accident, she knew that this would be the last time she would ever stand on that very same stage. And when the doctor's informed her of how severe the neural damage was, even her delusional optimism couldn't keep up with the reality ahead of her.
However, despite all of this, she wanted to show the world that despite being robbed of what she loved, she still had it in her to perform on the stage she loved so much, with the same atmosphere she controlled playing on that stage.
She didn't wait for the announcement, she didn't care for the victor, she just wanted her passion to reach everyone, right then, right there, at that very moment.
She put the old violin in its case, put on her lucky jacket, and walked away soon after.
With a sad smile on her face, she tears she desperately tried to prevent slowly poured little by little.
She continued walking in the silhouette of the rain, followed by the cat she half-heartedly fed on the way there.
She answered the question that burdened her mind ever since the moment she woke up.
"What was I doing this for, anyway? I already knew how it would end up."
She answered with a slight sob that was lost in the rain,
"I guess in the end, it was just self-gratification."
(a little story i wrote based off your artwork, hope you like it, sorry if it doesn't fit what you had intended)
the serene
color, rain, cat, walking in the world
-I hope there's no trucks.
Keep up your talented job!
Everything in the work sets the mood perfectly!