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Prologue : A Requiem Symphony
It used to sing. Its notes would dance among the manor walls and make the owners smile. The rhythms and beats would keep the household running in time. It was always after three, once the novels and notebooks were tucked away and would last until dinner. A small break in the notes were replaced with words and laughter. Then, the taps of the strings were changed with that of a hum.
The notes would cascade from the strings and bow. They sang, the words silent but still shouting. Symphonies echoed through the halls and covered pop songs entertained the younger ones. Every few months, the music would be showcased. Talent was broadcast and mentors stood proudly as their proclaimed prodigy showed off their teachings.
But as the smiles turned to frowns, the music grew more silent. The singing notes were replaced with shouts and anger. Dust grew upon ivory and string. Dreams of play grew sinister. Wood became dull. Colors shifted to black. Silence overtook the music. Reality blended with nightmares; and nightmares spoke truths.