82. Open Space

Back of my hand, gold, actual past of the orb, eyes and ears uncovered. It surprisingly worked on something that seemed not to be living.

In the vision, I only saw the orb's past, which was lying around in the trash.... Well, figured.

Palm, gold, incorrect past of the orb, eyes, ears, and heart uncovered.

A little kid stands in front of a big curtain. The little boy looks around unsurely as the curtain opens. An audience claps, and the boy bows before he goes to the piano on the stage.

He is so nervous that he nearly stumbles. When he sits down on the seat, he starts to play with trembling hands; nevertheless, the melody he creates is beautiful. He relaxes and tells himself that he will soon finish the play. The kid tries to keep his eyes on his fingers and not search for his proud mother in the audience. 

I came back and looked at the orb in my hand. These black orbs were no seeds; they were counterparts.