Hello, My Dears. Long time no see.

As you've must have noticed, the former composition realized by my friend Nicolas that used to be featured in my title since 2006 is gone; to better replaced by another realized by him around the same time, when we've first met. Time has come for this one to take its place, for when I had first received it into my mailbox, I had been mesmerized by the Night On Bald Mountain's atmosphere breathing from it. But what was more, by the Dragon made out of fire spiraling around the protagonists, as if it had spred out from Draco's body. It's only then, before uploading it today, did I comprehended my mistake. Draco can't create any fireball by giving it any form he desired, without relying on the help of a wand. But Anthony, yes. And despite the wand's presence into Hermione's hand, it's not actually Hermione, but nobody else than Anthony's beloved Amandine. Without knowing it, my friend Nicolas have had put the finger on them both, although at the time he had made this, their story wasn't even into the works yet. Therefore explaining his appearance into the same story recently. It all had made sense, somehow. Nicolas had been very insightful, as if he had always known that I would come to it, one day or the other. Be Blessed, Nicolas!

To get back to Night On Bald Mountain, I've been introduced to it by Disney's classic Fantasia, as shown above. I can't explain how, but I've always been fascinated by the piece, like if it was pulling out old strings into my mind, saying to me: "Come on! You know this!" When my mother had thrown the old videotape away, I recall clearly to have had told her if I was ever finding it again on iTunes, she would be very lucky! *lol* Indeed, it had turned out than Night On Bald Mountain had been the very first piece of music that I've had bought on-line. I'd like to precise than according to Ancient Russian beliefs, Witches and Wizards were assumed to have their Sabbath atop of a mountain of the same name, in what was then the Kievan Russia, when what is nowadays' Ukrain was called Crimea. Reason more for me to retrieve the piece, even though it wasn't featured at all on a very old tape about Russian Symphony I used to have, back into my earlier twenties, and which had broken after seven years of loyal services. Yet, without being Russian blooded, I had been grieving for years, after it had happened. Until I've found again on iTunes, most of the pieces that were played onto that tape, that I had wept the loss for so long...

To know where I want to get at, stay tuned for the next post!

With Love,

Sam.