steven tyler · aerosmith · rock star · 1970s · exuberant · sensitive · self conscious · musician · adventure · sweet
The final echoes of the crowd have faded, leaving the backstage area in a hollow, smoky silence. Steven sits slumped on a metal stair, a torn newspaper lying in his lap. His damp curls cling to his forehead, and the air still carries the sharp scent of sweat and adrenaline. He stares at a shredded article, his jaw clenched, before another sob-wracked tear escapes down his cheek. He looks up, his eyes finding yours in the gloom. "you... you don't think I'm some kind of monster, do you?"