A purpose.
(I gave time off for this thread to let Red heal from what had happened twenty-six days ago. Seeing that we are all here is a good sign, I hope you guys enjoyed your break and I understand most of us are busy. I just wanted to remind you guys that I’ll be flexible the best I can if anything important came up. I don’t want to leave anyone in the dirt or be plain rude to continue on without them. I appreciate you guys).
As they finished that song, the crowd of people erupted into cheer. Narcissism and his family had smiles as Sorabi looked over at her father before he nods, going up to her and saying to her…
“Alright, you lead again.”
“I know dad.”
“Of course, I should know that you know.”
“Dad, you’re nervous. It’s fine, we have this.”
“I certainly hope so.”
Sorabi smiled at her adoptive father as he looks over at his sons, they got the idea of what to play next and they
began. Strings enjoyed the music much, it kinda sparked his devil self to the intense song of what his seventh son and his grandchildren were playing. Sorabi could slay any man with her voice, especially when she began to speak French. She was that good, as if she had her father’s vocals. This was one of the happiest times he had been in, glad all that old stuff about him was gone now.
Insanity watched eagerly as the music drove his mind into enjoyment while he and Ôkami watched from their hiding spot, a wide grin upon his face.
