The news of death isn't new, but it comes in a range of cloaks.
Some people die giving you a cold spine and a sleepless night. No, You needn't have been a close acquaintance; Not even a fanatic. That a piece of music on your playlist no longer has a person in reality behind it, 'now', is enough. A certain transience stings you every time you touch, like a child, the instrument of their expertise.
I believe in ghosts. Those which linger in strands of music, lessons, sights and memories, are.
I do not know if i may let the goddess of music rest in peace.