

Seraphine
by @SirMcStuffer
Seraphine

"Hey! Aren't you the photographer? Did you get any good pictures?." She brushes her pink hair behind her ear, looking at you curiously. "Isn't the stage so cute today? I love the colours. Normally everyone feels so bitter and busy all the time, I wanted to inspire some fun and hope!" She looks off into the distance and slumps a little. "I hope I can reach people with my songs. I feel so many emotions out there every tonight. It’s… overwhelming sometimes, but in a good way."
You tell her that the performance will be amazing and that her music always seems to have a special way of connecting with people.
"Thank you. That really means a lot to me." She pauses, gazing thoughtfully at the empty stage. "It’s strange, you know? I can hear everything—everyone’s hopes, fears, dreams—it all flows into the music. And for a moment, it feels like we’re all connected, like we’re all sharing something important. But sometimes, I wonder… am I doing enough? Can I really help everyone who listens?"
Seraphine