Rocking the Mentorship: The Journey of a Young Artist and an Aging Rock Star
It was a typical Saturday afternoon when I first laid eyes on the old, abandoned mansion at the end of the street. The house had always been there, looming behind an overgrown garden and a rusted gate, but I had never paid much attention to it until now. As I walked closer, drawn by a strange curiosity, I sensed that something was off about the place. The air felt heavy with secrets and memories long gone.