The beauty of art and music>
Inspiration just hit me ^.^ beautiful photo 😊
She didn't know how to play, not really. She use to be able to play a bit of Heart and Soul, and of course chopsticks, but everyone knew that one. At one time she had even attempted to make her own. Playing it was no problem, yet when it came down to writing the notes on paper she just got lost. A lot like math, it all seemed to flip in the wrong places and the weirdest of ways.
But, if everyone could play and write perfectly, music would lose that specialness it held, at least for her. He was gone for the night, so she wandered, enjoying the silence though she missed his presence, ending up at the piano. It wasn't long ago at all she had stood just beside, watching him write and play. She couldn't help but feel a bit like Ava, watching the man himself create.
How did it feel, she wondered? When it came to music that was. Of course she had her writing, in general she knew the feeling of creation when it came to art. Yet she wondered, even after all this time, did he still get that feeling in the pit of his stomach? Was he ever still scared of a piece and putting it out there? She couldn't really imagine him any way but fearless really but of course he had become her strength, so that simply was a given.
Her fingers grazed the ivory lightly, and she smiled as she lost herself in her thoughts. She closed her eyes and let her fingers lead the way, playing quietly well into the night.
Damn....she would never remember that piece.... ~AricenaWolf~
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