A vita Y Musica Chapter One
New York is rarely a quite city, but on this night an unnatural silence had overtaken the Big Apple. It was as if the entire city were holding its breath, waiting in anticipation for something monumentous to occur. Aside from the wind softly tickling the grass with its invisible fingers, not a sound penetrated the stillness.
Then, a soft tap was heard by the silent sidewalk and the mute pavement. It was quickly succeeded by another, and then another, until the footsteps became as a loud symphony, playing off the mortar and stone of the quiet city.
The man walked down the street, absentmindedly looking down and wavi