It was the music he could never forget.  The music first drew him, held him, bound him.

Cole was four years old the first time he heard it.  His smiling mother had sent him out to the field to call his father for dinner; half an hour later, she’d gone to investigate their absence and found her little boy sitting beside his father’s prone body, ( Read more... )

April 27th is Tell a Story Day! And what better way to commemorate that, then to tell a story to us here on the comm! ^______^

Of course, tell a story is pretty broad, so in honor of the fact that I broke down and bought this the other day, I'll draw a couple random prompts for help? :D

( Behind door #1 )