A quiet night in an auditorium. Aurora sat at a piano plucking at keys, a laptop close at hand. As usual, the room was very dim, the seats barely visible from the stage. You would think that the place would be an excellent place to practice whatever music one was working on, but the fact was, that was farther than the truth right now. Some student had probably moved the side curtains of the auditorium and misaligned the glass ceiling that reflected sound.
The result was a muddied sound that came from the piano. Sure, the instrument itself was fine, but the room did much to amplify the beauty of the machine, or tear down its sound note by note. It was a harsh sound, and one that Aurora had been trying for an hour or more to rectify. She was getting close, but something still did not sit right with her. Yet, each time the robed mage played, the piece was getting longer and longer, signifying that at least something over the afternoon was going right, even if the sound wasn't.
She sighed once, stopping once again, pressing a few buttons on the glowing keyboard of the computer, and watching as glass panels above moved about to recreate the sound she had heard when first taking the job. It wasn't coming easily.
"How small a part of time they share!"
She sang into the rafters, nodding slightly as the voice reverberated to the back of the room, where those listening, if there were any, could hear.
"Huh."
Aurora pinched the bridge of her nose and mashed a finger straight into an F-sharp. Strangely, it actually sounded reasonably well.
The result was a muddied sound that came from the piano. Sure, the instrument itself was fine, but the room did much to amplify the beauty of the machine, or tear down its sound note by note. It was a harsh sound, and one that Aurora had been trying for an hour or more to rectify. She was getting close, but something still did not sit right with her. Yet, each time the robed mage played, the piece was getting longer and longer, signifying that at least something over the afternoon was going right, even if the sound wasn't.
She sighed once, stopping once again, pressing a few buttons on the glowing keyboard of the computer, and watching as glass panels above moved about to recreate the sound she had heard when first taking the job. It wasn't coming easily.
"How small a part of time they share!"
She sang into the rafters, nodding slightly as the voice reverberated to the back of the room, where those listening, if there were any, could hear.
"Huh."
Aurora pinched the bridge of her nose and mashed a finger straight into an F-sharp. Strangely, it actually sounded reasonably well.