The Angel's Muse

Memories: Meeting Julia

 I've decided to add a character

It was about three months before Rossigna came along when the managers sent me a note alerting me that a new intern from Sorbonne University would be coming to learn the ropes of composing and conducting an orchestra.

They wanted her to meet me...ARE THEY OFF THEIR BLOODY ROCKERS!?

I haven't been seen by anyone except my former employer, Madame Giry and the managers. They were the only ones in the world who knew of me. So, to find a new one joining this secret "society", I couldn't help but feel tense of the possibilities that could happen. Nonetheless, the order was definite and final.

           It was a late September evening when she first arrived with Madame. She cloaked herself so as not to show her face, one the first of many things I will have found intriguing. Once Madame left, the awkwardness between the new pupil and mentor began to still the coolness of the cave for a long time. Finally, I decided to break it slowly by asking her first (being the good host I was) if she'd like a refreshment. She nodded and gratefully took the cup of hot chocolate, sipping it quietly, the clock ticking musically. After she quenched her thirst, she began to practically read her résumé for me even though I had it in my hand. After hearing enough, I decided to put what she so readily says to the test. 

" If you will Madame Sinha," I said (admittedly) coolly "might it be alright for me to taste your talents?"

She agreed readily as she swept herself to the piano forte. 

"What do you wish to hear monsieur?" she asked politely

She sounded like summer chimes... 

"Ah...how about... Olympia's Aria? Hm? Scooch over on the bench for me."

I sat beside her, and there, finally through the dark veil of velvet two dark brown eyes glowed, no glimmered! Like cat's eyes.

Just one unified breath and we were off; keys flowing like water on the board. Her voice was the sliver lining between a rich alto and soprano; a perfect warm harmony with my baritone. Her hands were just as skilled, at times hard to catch up. When we finally finished, she was so into the throws of the piece her head whipped back...

Revealing one of the most beautiful creations God ever created. 

"NO! Don't look at me, please!" she stuttered as she stood up to leave, but I caught her arm and made her turn to me. Her eyes were dark ambers set in bronze skin...

Skin with a black eye and burns on the jawline.

I studied her for a moment, and again noticed her eyes, looking fearfully at mine. 

"It's strange... " I said "that to think you've always thought you were the only one and that no one would understand.  But believe me when I say you're not alone."

At that... I pulled my mask off and showed her an equal monstrosity. 

And I think that was when we both realized that we'll be seeing one another often.