stands in front of the fire, playing his violin. It made his house seem less lonely.
Sadik
thinks 13 years ago
the music emitting from the violin feels one with a sense of loneliness. He thinks it sounds beautiful but it really reflects the musicians
would be amazed to know that the Turk knew that, but he probably wouldn't know of this. So he continued to play a small melody mindlessly.
follows the sound to the house knocking lightly...maybe a little to lightly.