Mariska
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 44m
  • Reads 216
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 8
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published 4 days ago
Mature
8 new parts
In 1946 Vienna, where music conceals fresh societal tensions, virtuoso pianist Mariska Dornfeld plays a dangerous composition of survival. Each performance carries hidden melodies, each note a potential betrayal. When industrialist Konrad Stahlburg recognizes what lies beneath her classical facade, their connection ignites forces neither can control.

Against the backdrop of post-war tensions and buried secrets, they discover that some songs demand blood for their playing - and the most dangerous notes are the ones that can't be unheard. 

A tale of music, power, and the price of truth in a city that prefers its lies wrapped in velvet.
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