In a world where melodies clash against one another and enraptures the souls of the audience, and amidst they who battle for the crown of glory and fame, sat he beneath the glow of dawn, the light crowning him in halos as his hands rise and fall. His fingers danced over the ivory keys, creating a music that speaks of untold dreams, expressing beauty in a form that left those who witnesses his reign speechless and exasperated. His heart was set ablaze, illuminating the room with his presence, soaring beyond and reaching through the walls of those that have shut their doors tight. Their band shifts the pulse of the room, a collective breath held as the music takes flight, joined by the roar of cheers that brought life altogether. Captured by his light, the fleeting notes left behind a grand tale that will bewitch and enthrall all that comes to read it, whilst one is left to mourn ceaselessly.