[Part 0]The sextet: Adagio in D minor

I met the sextet on the verge of death

On the verge of life

Six queens, six dreams

Six notes, six verses

On repeat again and again

I was not the musician but the instrument

life had a partition

My soul became the music

I lost myself where I was found

I found myself where I was lost

I wasn't searching!

Or was I?

grey gems

violet viper

Azure Asuka

Dark Dawn

Sweet Sakura

Scarlet Sun

Be my Quantum of Solace

I actually didn't finish it for a while. Inspiration:
https://steemit.com/art/@opheliafu/my-word-of-the-day-solace
Please check @opheliafu's work and be sure to up-vote.

This poem introduces a weekly series: six queens, six stories about the sextet.

jyezie