solstice symphony
As the winter winds whispered she played. At first she tentatively rubbed the strings… then as if embodied by the gold fiddling demon of peaches the sounds were determined. She splashed in the winter waters, swirling and playing… and dancing.  Music danced off the clouds and as she closed her eyes she visioned her audience, entranced. She spud wildly celebrating the solstice, an awaking of her soul…coupled with the intense freezing of her feet. The strings screeched as they belted out Vivaldi’s concerto and when she opened her eyes….. Applause. Understanding is a kind of ecstasy

Make sure you head on down to Gothmas by Gaslight …. it is inspiring! And Elephante Poses is giving out all kinds of Christmas awesomeness!!!!


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