emotion#18: Enchantment

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The music was a balm to my ears soar from the city noises.

We sat and listened and opened up. There was something in the air, something more than the sounds coming from the piano. At a first glance you could call it magic, but after a closer look you would notice that it was nothing more than a collective cloud of emotions, slowly tuning into each other, building something concrete.

My eyes were closing. And although I didn’t know it, everyone else’s eyes were closing too.