“WHY IN THE almighty bloody fuck did i even pick this song.” fingers mussed hair from one side of her head to the next as lenore squinted at the sheet music. it was an original piece, one she’d worked on years ago but never debuted, and now, it was like a ghost, haunting her every move. it was imperfect. not good enough for public consumption. yet here she was in preparation, at the ready. | @ecstasyimport









