Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Music expresses feelings that words cannot

Since returning to Marquet, I've felt a variety of feelings, almost as varied as the items in our bag of holding (seriously, we have so much stuff).  All of it intensified since learning my village was rebuilt, that there were indeed survivors besides myself, and my brother is one of them!  As my father used to say, "Music expresses feelings that words cannot" and so the only thing I could think of to do after all that has been revealed (and not) in the last few days, is compose.  I've written two, one mainly for myself and the other for my friends.

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1oImkKntFwi-mckuKTyPn4B-7dPbAxwuU/view?usp=sharing

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1hxfD9yhD4DTZsFR4TB8CDskdP28UCEI8/view?usp=sharing

-Halainna


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