Part 4

Vinent paced. He hadn’t slept in a few days, his nightmares chasing him. He had a new song idea, but couldn’t get it right, and now he was in his recording studio, which was in a decommissioned part of a lighthouse. He was allowed the space if he took care of the lighthouse, which was at located at the end of his property. Frustrated, he grabbed his pan pipes and made his way up the stairs of the lighthouse, to the light room and cat walk. He had put a chair up there so he could sit and play his flute without distractions.

He blew into the small instrument which created a musical sound that was melancholy and sad. As he played, he paced, making his way around to the cove side of the lighthouse and there he saw a fairy pixey with her horse. She was moving like a ballet dancer. He changed his tone just a bit to see if she was real. She stopped dancing and started to look around proving she was real. Damn. He moved back around to the other side through a small door, and made his way back to his studio. He wasn't in the mood to be seen and didn't need people snooping, even a fairy pixie. Stupid tourists.

By the end of the day, he managed a couple hours of some good work. He looked up out the window and saw it was dark. It was a good time to walk back to his small castle like house.

He didn't always have a lot of money, so he only used the front part of the house, where there was a fire place, small couch and a huge king sized bed. Yeah, one time he had a particularly bad nightmare and had fallen out of a smaller bed. He made use of a small bathroom on this first floor, and most of the kitchen worked. Oh ya, did he mention that his house was the size of a small castle?

He managed something to eat, took a quick shower, stoked the fire, and went to bed.