The Dance of Brandenburg

********** *********** *********** Brandenburg Dance, Part One: After the death knell of Berlin's cultural world rang out in January 1933. In an age consumed by blood and fire, our love was buffeted by the storm. War, race, massacre, homeland, mission, duty... How many obstacles still stood between us? He willingly gave himself up, becoming a demon burdened with the blood of countless victims. Could the Brandenburg Concerto, ringing out once more, bring back the love we had once kept hidden? ********** *********** *********** Brandenburg Dance, Part Two: He once said there was no one in this world who couldn't go on living after losing someone. I told him then, "There is. I couldn't live without you." But in the end, I realized that I really could live without him. He was the one who couldn't live without me, yet I kept leaving him again and again. I deeply miss the spring of 1939. Now that the clouds of war have spread across Europe, all I can do is pray that the black empire will soon fall. But it seems my strength is always too meager. Or perhaps fate enjoys its little jokes. Or maybe I was caught up in one conspiracy after another from the very start. The truth is always revealed only at the very end. ********** *********** *********** Theme: