562. Big Al's Last Show

J Jaden Knight
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When Big Al died after his last show they buried him in his golden suit and laid his favourite guitar on his headstone under the shelter of an enormous oak tree just as he had requested As the sun goes down his spirit rises from the grave picking up his instrument with joy he will play it until the sun rises before going back to rest At midnight he will start to sing his favourite songs his voice echoes around the grave yard the moon shines off his sparkling suit providing a light show for the others watching young and old alike joining in just as the crowds did when he was still alive It is said that he will sing until the end of days becoming one with the notes and tunes it's the closest he can get to immortality living on through the music and memories

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