My Fourth Life: Blind Serenity

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~14 years after the 4th dice roll~

The piano, I can feel the smooth keys. Hearing the sounds reflect the beauty in the world, of which I cannot see.

A master at the piano, a prodigy I am called.

I hear people talking,
"The Young Blind Pianist, Len"

Len...what a name...

14 years old, my sight nearly gone, all I need is the sound of the piano, and I can play the most beautiful music.

Opus 28...Pachebel's Canon...Kiss the Rain...New World Symphony.

I can see the beauty with my music, and the description of the world, so many gave me.

I don't need their pity.

Tonight's the performance, a little assistance getting dressed, fix my hair, get on stage.

Preform with serenity, preform with grace, have control over your notes.

Hear a crack, feel some pain. Hear the cries of my audience.

Have I messed up my notes? I'm hurting so much it's too painful to tell.
I feel droplets fall on my hands...raining indoors? I think, as my head falls upon the keys.

It headlined, "great prodigy, Len, assassinated, and last performance of Åse's death."

Time to arrive. See the god once more.

{In my fourth [life] I played piano, but just didn't have the eyes to read the notes}

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