For most of my life, I’ve seen Death as the enemy. He stole the people that I love away from me. Most importantly, my father. I never knew what Death’s true intentions were until I dared to dive deeper. I realized that he wasn’t just out to get me and ruin my life. Death was never in charge of calling the shots on who’s next, he was just doing what he was asked to do. In the end, Death was always just a messenger who got a bad rep.
City Symphony
Sounds—we hear them all the time in the city, but we don’t necessarily register how much of an important role they play in our understanding of our surroundings. This piece is about sounds you hear...