Jun 28
@inablinkgone
"You ready for this, Till?" She checks on him, making sure that he's good. He has his guitar in hand, and she and he both have their microphones at the ready.
She can feel her heartbeat racing. Thumping against her veins. Being on stage has never really done any of them any good. She loved singing and singing for those she cared for, but...
To be forced to sing to stay alive?
The irony of it all has her chuckling bitterly.