Euan watched the world in a whole new way like a babe born fresh from the womb. The salty air the tickling breeze the sound and murmur of the people around him. He had stayed close to Song but his eyes they were transfixed on everything as if it were all brand new. The sound of music in his ears tantalizing his soul. Song sat atop a barrel which Euan merely stood next to her.<br/><br/>But as he watched her feet asn listen to her voice he began to see the pattern as the music placed and her delicate feet moved. She wasn’t even on the ground and she was still making beauty with her feet.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”What an amazing talent”</span>he thought as he watched her with his mismatched eyes. His mistress could teach him to do that to keep in time and rhythm with the world. A smile crept over his lips as he watched her. “I am beginning to see, it is beautiful. Show me more” he begged his voice full of excitement his eyes bright.