Clandestine Magic of Vienna
The lights floated on a dark December night, glimmering onto the city under the night sky like the shooting stars falling by. The moments of past, present and future burned bright against the sombre sky.
The facade was so serene that it moved the wanderer’s heart as he marched towards the sight. Amidst the stories that drifted through the streets, I peeled my heart to be mesmerised into the warm embrace of the land unbeknownst to me, and I found the thrill of being alive on the lonely boulevards in the dark to the brimming avenues of light. The melodies of life conducted the frosty breeze that sang the ballads of times long forgotten.
The rhythm changed, and the tunes were brighter, warmer and more familiar. Once frosty breeze transformed into the pleasant cradle of life as the waves of laughter gleefully trotted over the fields of happiness. The charming spirit sang the chant of life, the stories of the past and lullabies for the night. She sang with the wind the chronicles of the maiden and her dark chariot to the tale of the legendary immortal being that lives in the dark crevice or the grumpy goblins and gentle giants, they all danced together until the dead of night.
Humming to myself, I strolled down the streets, indulging the musings of my idle mind.
“How fascinating this world of ours is, an endless archive of stories of life, joy, sadness and magic in disguise! Many stories to listen to, many songs to sing, and a lot of memories to make.”
I found another piece of me in the unknown land that I will carry on until the end. With the presence of another self inside me, I was awake to the reality of the complex world of dreams.
The solemn music immersed the city, and as the night grew darker, I felt the thrill of being a part of this mesmerising ballad of life. I danced through the night, hopping from one to cloud nine. As the clock struck midnight, I felt the magic grow stronger, reaching the highest skies and screeching the highest notes. It was the pinnacle of the serene song of life. I knew it was the time for the applause that echoes forever inside my solitary heart.
I felt the magic on the cold December night as I followed the lights to the other side.
I must cradle my wishful heart and curious eyes once more to revere the dreams of the eternal night, Vienna calls me home tonight.
