Axel🎸❤️‍🔥

"VORTEX" The night was quiet, as if the world held its breath, waiting for the first sound. Axel sat on the studio floor, leaning against the wall, his guitar resting on his knees. Sheets of paper were scattered around him — fragments of lyrics, chords, thoughts he couldn’t put into words. The strings trembled under his fingers, searching for a melody that would finally stop hurting. A soft step broke the silence. Raina entered without a word, as always — a cup of tea in her hands, warmth in her eyes. She sat on the couch, opened her book, but Axel knew she wasn’t reading. She was listening. She always did. “Writing about her again?” she asked gently, without looking up. He was silent for a moment, then lifted his head. “No,” he whispered, as if realizing it only now. “This time… it’s about you.” In the silence that followed, the guitar’s voice changed — softer, braver, alive. Between them lingered something unnamed — a note suspended between breaths, a warmth that needed no words. Raina smiled faintly, and he turned away, pretending to search for the right chord. But his hands already knew what they wanted to play. That night, he wrote a melody that didn’t sound like sorrow. It sounded like hope. And when the rest of the band returned to the studio, Vortex’s music felt different — deeper, warmer, more real. Because Axel, their quiet guitarist, had finally found his sound.