The singer had a song!

I wonder if she knew that it could be heard through the walls, reaching the dark and broken places, down the hollow, empty passages, changing the atmosphere and drawing the lone listener.

I wonder if the song was a stand, a battle, a declaration, singing the future into being or a captivating moment where the presence of a large audience would not have mattered anyway and would have blurred in her vision as if they were flies on the wall, listening in on this private conversation..

Song rose from the heart of the theatre. All I know is – it wasn’t entertainment!