Percy and his love of music

Percy

Percy looked around.

For the first time he really noticed this room.
The hall had huge, old windows, lined were with heavy golden curtains and in the middle of the room stood an old, majestic, darkbrown grand Piano.
Percy slowly stepped forward, he remembered the last time he played Piano, it was Peaceful and Calm, it had been ages
since he last had anything like this.

He circled the Piano, his fingers jabbing gently oder the wood, a slight smile curling his lips.
Percy sat down on the creaky Stool, blowing away the light layer of dust and uncovering the lid of the piano.
His long fingers stroked the keys, absorbing the feeling of playing and he begann to play.
Percy's fingers gripped the keys of the Piano, soft sad notes permeated the room and filled with music.

With every piece that Percy still knew by heart it became more hopeful, more happy, and at the same time sad.
It was, as if Percy's thoughts had been blown away, as if his thoughts had been transformed into the song and swept through the notes into the room.
A genuine smile curls his lips and he finishes the song on the last few bars.

He stood up, the stool squeaking softly on the shiny checkerboard floor, and walked out of the room.
In the door he turned around again and wispered.

"I'm coming back I promise"

Hi,
this is my first Story ever and I hope that someone will read it at all 😂
English is not my native language, so feel free to point out spelling mistakes or suggestions for improvement.