GarryXIb

"The greatest respect an artist can pay to music is to give it life." ~Pablo Casals Hello, there! Goodbye! Dear now, the final sequence of act three has come to be. Be warned, the show is really about to start. It'll end with a fair maiden's sacrifice, but that is far enough away, no need to foreshadow the soon to be start of the end of an act held together by puppet strings, loosely held ties that shall tighten with red strings. Nevermore, a world of black and gray, gravitating towards the finale of a small part, but be aware, it ends in mere nights. Soon to stop the third, to replace with the fourth. Ib's stepped echoed through the corridor