The music was coming from the last floor and as we moved further, it streamed live and raw but beautiful.
The tower was separated from the rest of the building and had windows on each spin, from those we could see how up we were moving. But if there were elevators I would be more appreciated.
We reached the last floor that the information desk mentioned.
The narrow stairs almost choked me. Solely, the last floor had three chambers and a clientele hall for people like us who would come to visit the managers. Chairs and rugs were sat on the smooth gray floor.
There were shelves with some books adjusted inside them and vases of Lilly flowers beside each. I strolled to the window and looked outside.
"What is this harp music? It is so heart-touching." Roby said.
"It must be Ai, she is playing harp in her free times," Patrise answered, glancing at the first room where the music was coming.
