The Soul Piercing Saxophonic Despair
The music, a spectral serenade wrung from the depths of helplessness, dripped like liquid night across the room. Each note was a dagger twisting in the soul, pulling at the fibers of hope. A single spotlight washed over the saxophonist, his face drawn and hollow, his eyes staring vacantly on some unseen horror. The audience, transfixed, could only