A Moonlit World: To Whom I Shall Be

Under the moonlight, a breathtaking angel was positioned in front of a glistening piano. Inside an enormous European style palace. Her head was tilted towards the night sky. Her white blonde hair was draped over her shoulders. She sat with her eyes shut tightly and her heart pounding with anxiousness. The dreaded day had finally come.

Fragile hands glided across the piano keys. Her skin reflected the ghostly shine of the full moon.

An old grandfather clock stood upright against the wall, directly behind the young woman. *Tick tock *Tick tock

All of a sudden, voices arose from outside the deadly silent room. Loud bangs of shooting guns echoed in the atmosphere. Hurried footsteps sounded and one could hear the large doors being forcibly pounded on.

A single tear rolled down the pale face of the young woman. She carressed the ruby locket which hung daintly around her neck. Gradually, moving her hands, the soft melody of Moonlight Sonata began to play. The beautiful sound of music broke through the chaos outside and sounded around the house.

The battle raged on admist the calming melody.