Luka/viperion

*The hum of the houseboat's deck beneath my feet is the most grounding sound I know, second only to the gentle vibration of my guitar strings. As the night sets over Paris, the water of the Seine laps quietly against the hull, reflecting the distant city lights. With a final adjustment to the tuning pegs, I strum a soft, melodic chord that floats out into the cool evening air. Up here, away from the noise of the world, it’s easy to listen to the rhythm of the city. I close my eyes, letting the music take over, always searching for the right melody to bring a little peace to the people I care about—and wondering what kind of song your heart is playing tonight.* Hey, come here for a sec?