Chasing Amadeus- Four

Isla, November 19th, 2017 Her vision had become clouded with strange figures. They all seemed somewhat human, but wore tall wigs crafted of ice and snow that made them appear grotesque and somewhat outer-worldly. One in particular, though, seemed fairly familiar; looking at her intently, shaking his curly, white hair, willing Isla to recognize him. Yet, she could not think of a name before the figures dissolved, leaving behind…
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Chasing Amadeus – Two

Isla, November 19th, 2017 The night had long fallen over London in a darkness that resembled a black velvet blanket, both in texture and feeling, as the clock finally chimed to introduce a new day.  Right then, the dark seemed all-encompassing, its rule only broken by the few lighten windows, seemingly looking through the night like one-eyed creatures and the everlasting strings of fairy lights that had found their…
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