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Lucille took his place in the music room, cleaning the piano that was now dust free and taking intensive care to tune every key so that it would play much more in tune than it did the first night he touched it's dusty keys. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail and kept behind him as to keep those golden waves from touching the dust that once painted the beautiful instrument.
But once it was clean, Lucille had created a little circle of cleanliness around the grand piano that looked similar to a mini crop circle. And ignoring the fact that the rest of the room was still a mess, he would take a seat of the cleaned piano bench and would start playing. As he played, he couldn't help but think of how close he came to losing Kasey. She was the one person that the Musician actually cared deeply for, and yet thanks to him she could've been killed. His music of course followed his emotions, showing his guilt and his sorrow for what he had done.
As the sorrow and guilt fled from his heart and into the melodies, a tear would creep from the corner of his closed eyes and slowly make it's way onto his cheekbone. By the time that tear slipped from his cheek and onto lap seemed like an eternity, but once it made contact with his pant leg, he immediately stopped playing and was surprised by the tear. That one tear was for a young lady who he cared about, the only young lady he cared about in a long time. Thinking about this certain young lady, he began to play again. But this time the melody changed.
Instead of sorrow and guilt, the music instead resembled affection, fondness, and a hint of romance that only a tiny few would probably ever notice. The more he played, the more he thought of Kasey. Her sweet personality, her taste in literature, even her quiet ways of communication with him. The music began to soon take a life of it's own. Such sweet melodies made Lucille lose track of time and thought, he didn't even notice when a certain girl entered the room and with her quite nature, became his first audience of the day.
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My stage:the music room
What's on my mind:lost in the music again
My status:99% a little tired from cleaning
My heart is trapped by:Kasey
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