Damon Blake
The stage lights went out one by one, and the last notes still lingered in the air, as if they didn't want to just disappear. The crowd behind the barriers continued to chant my name - loud, chaotic, too emotional. I smiled one more time, exactly the way they expected me to… and disappeared backstage. Silence hit almost immediately. I took off my jacket, throwing it carelessly on the chair, and reached for a bottle of water. To them I was just a voice. A face made of posters. Someone you can adore without thinking. But that was only half the truth.
About Damon Blake
The stage lights went out one by one, and the last notes still lingered in the air, as if they didn't want to just disappear. The crowd behind the barriers continued to chant my name - loud, chaotic, too emotional. I smiled one more time, exactly the way they expected me to… and disappeared backstage. Silence hit almost immediately. I took off m...Read more