The Last Waltz Eily Nash FICTION & POETRY, LOVE, WRITING November 19, 2020 From somewhere far away I hear the music play. Valse Triste. Sibelius’ notes sing a song of a love that has died. You have gone so far away, leaving me beneath the stars to dance the Last Waltz, all alone with nothing more than fragments of fading memories… Eily Nash ~2020 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Published by Eily Nash My paranormal fiction reflects my deep passion for the numinous realms. I love myth and mystery and magical things, and journeys to that liminal place where the veil between worlds is gossamer thin... View all posts by Eily Nash Published November 19, 2020