Maybe, in another life, Marina and Levi could be friends. Unfortunately, life seemed determined to keep them suffering like some great cosmic joke.
At least the blade of Marina's ritual knife could even the playing field a little
Levi wanted to feel the flow of music beneath his fingertips, but the piano had always seemed unachievable. Somehow, in the middle of the chaos, he was able to remember the old yearning and play to an audience of himself