It wasn`t like a dream. It... «Wylding Hall»
RamingoWS29 июля 2018It wasn`t like a dream. It was like being lost: not in the dark, but in the light. Blinding sun through the windows and that fug of smoke from cigs and spliffs, motes in the air like something alive, atoms or insects all silver in the smoke. You couldn`t see to find your way; we couldn`t even see each other`s faces, it was so bright and so much smoke. You could only hear the music, and so you followed that. Lesley`s deep voice and Julian`s sweet one, Jon grabbing the edge of his cymbal so you could only hear this thin, silvery sound. Ashton`s bass. Me and that mandoline I built from a kit; Les wailing until she nearly passed out. Julian`s guitar.
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