What if the album folklore inspired a novel?
It's been my dream since I started TikTok, now I'm (FINALLY!) putting it here. I submit to you, on this tiktokless day, the entirety of chapter one: seven.
“Are there still beautiful things?”
Lush greens painted the expanse of Forest Park on an unusually temperate summer day in St. Louis. Magnolias, oaks, and birches covered the acres, planted so abundantly that they created their own skyline, blocking out the progressing skyscrapers rising on either end of the park. These trees knew the splendor of the tur…