Nyx + Willy

It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was bright and vaguely blue and the sun was as warm as could be hoed for at this time of year.

Willy had taken a chair outside to sit in the air, to enjoy the air before it became miserable and dreary.

He played a new song he'd been working on, a light tune with soft words about love and pain. It was haunting and his voice carried and echoed off the stadium back at him.

"The gateway to the world
Was still outside the reach of him
Would never belong to angels
Had never belonged to men..."