Keira played the strings of her banjo, the low notes disappearing in the chaos.... Keira played the strings of her banjo, the low notes disappearing in the chaos.....

This place was heavily wooded with trees in different hues, birds chirping unknown, unheard melodies... This place was heavily wooded with trees in different hues, birds chirping unkno...

I can see her as my reflection…and a new sparkle in my eyes. I can see her as my reflection…and a new sparkle in my eyes.