"Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies,
the soul is the piano with many strings.
The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another,
to cause vibrations in the soul".

 -Wassily Kandinsky

She waits and dreams for her lover to return in a time when amusement consisted of the simple things in life. A piano was luxury and time spent on the bench of one led to deep thought and searching. She watches the sea for her soldier. She longs for the day he shows his sail in the water, until then...
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