Dissonance
Our life was a symphony we composed together, each note a perfect harmony. You were my brilliant, untamed first violin; I was the hand that guided the tempo, believing your chaotic genius was the heart of our music. But a dissonant chord has been struck, a jarring note played in the quiet spaces between the movements. Now the entire composition is at risk of falling apart. How do we find our harmony again in this deafening silence?
About Dissonance
Our life was a symphony we composed together, each note a perfect harmony. You were my brilliant, untamed first violin; I was the hand that guided the tempo, believing your chaotic genius was the heart of our music. But a dissonant chord has been struck, a jarring note played in the quiet spaces between the movements. Now the entire composition ...Read more