The Synesthete

The Synesthete

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 26, 2016
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Esmond Haethowine had been named a music prodigy by the age of 12 having already mastered 5 instruments and nearly 15 years later is one of the greatest musicians in the world. He now teaches prodigies just as himself at his boarding school Enterprise School of Music. He has always gotten rid of the "instruments" that couldn't produce the correct sounds so how will he deal with an "instrument" that is broken and yet when "played" in a certain way can create sounds no different if not better than any other "instrument"?
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