The man's voice was heavenly, the chords of his guitar striking in with each rhythm as he sang a jocular tune with bliss.

And oh boy, did the crowds go wild. The people were shouting out his name in a high, pitched volume.

This was not how you have expected for it to be, let alone, a bulwark full of eternal howls.

'I thought that dream could light our way...'

The multitude of the people sang even higher.

'You take me higher, take me away !'

The overfill started to become even more overwhelming.

... Until...

'Oh, be my savior and take me away !'

... Your gazes met.

'... Take me away !'

Oh, he will surely take you away. To where ?

To a paradise of admiration.