I keep having this short dream. I wrote it down finally.
There's a girl draped in black sitting on a dark, empty stage. Her hair is dark, her skin is pale, and she is in pain. She plays a violin. She's not crying, but you can feel her sorrow sing out through her song. Her violin itself is stained in a dark luster. The girl's skin glows. It seems like a light from nowhere is shinning on her and her violin alone. But the light dims when the tune begins to slow. Suddenly, the song kicks up in a hauntingly beautiful melody and, simultaneously, a light brightens up the scene. There now stands a woman of immense beauty. What is she? Is she the girl? Some alternate version of herself? A memory? A phantom?... This woman has long, wavy, flowing, golden hair. The light that shines on her makes everything warm. She glows and has a haze about her. Her cheeks are blushed. She wears a lovely white dress, a toga that the goddesses Aphrodite or Athena wear. A breeze blows through her hair. The dream closes in on her face. She slowly turns her eyes upward. She just stares at you. It's hard to tell what color her eyes are. Sometimes they seems blue, other moments, they appear green. She begins to smile and.......