Prologue
The night seemed to be darker than usual, as if a huge shadow had eaten the entire world, taking all the stars away.
The wind was cold and the sky was raining; November was going to begin soon. Erik knew it; in fact, it was probably the only thing he knew for sure at this period of his life.
He felt like nothing good could ever happen to him and wished for the end…
He didn't want to die, he just wanted a new life, one where sorrow and sadness wouldn't be destroying his grieving heart. His existence had been nothing but humiliation, shame and loneliness.
He wasn't able to trust anybody or even to trust himself. He was talented; music was his passion and the only thing that made him believe there was still hope in the world. But he knew that music wouldn't keep him alive forever. He felt so much emptiness inside his heart and soul… He knew that his spirit would die before him, leaving him as an empty body.
That was his way to see his future but… everything changed.