But what moved people more, was his loyalty to his feelings.
Legend has it, he found his lifelong love in his adolescence. Young love is always passionate and impulsive, fiery like a blaze.
Later, that girl eternally stayed eighteen years old.
And his heart remained in that year as well.
He never spoke about his first love in public. His eyes were always calm yet they always betrayed a kind of silent sorrow. His songs too could never escape this inescapable melancholy.
Many years passed in a flash.
His name transformed into an immortal legend, his passion became a story that later generations would enjoy recounting.
He was known as Anton Cook.
He spent a lifetime in remembrance.
In his eighty-eighth year, unusually healthy for his age, perhaps sensing that his time was coming, he donated all his property and made arrangements for his affairs.
