Author's Note:
In the process of trying to increase the fandom of my favorite character, Senritsu, I have attempted to get into her head and think about things from her perspective. So, this is the result of one month of contemplation and one night of inspiration.
Senritsu: Lost and Found
Music had been my wings to an ethereal place, and I had delighted in taking others along with me through the notes. I had only known it on that level. But when just one note of a depraved sonata killed my best friend, I realized what power music held over the lives it touched. Music could be used to poison and destroy, to cause pain and suffering and death. To find this danger hidden in my greatest passion was the worst betrayal to me. Just the thought drained the color from the world around me; and the pain it brought with it left me shocked and hopeless.
That one note of the Dark Sonata opened the ears of my mind to a terrible evil. It tore at my heart, burned itself into my mind, and left me scarred and changed beyond recognition. But because of that, the Dark Sonata created an enemy who will never give up until it is destroyed. I will do everything I can to keep it from hurting anyone else ever again.
The Dark Sonata has left me a friendless, lonely outsider—and a freak. But it has awoken a lost memory, which has given me a greater hope.
It is beyond what one life can hope to accomplish; but I worry that, just as I am the only one who can destroy the Dark Sonata, I am also the only one who can discover something better. I may be the only one who, knowing it exists and eager to look for it, has the slightest chance of finding it.
You must think I've forgotten to explain what "it" is. I haven't; but you must listen closely, and keep your ears open at all times, so that maybe you will hear what I am trying to tell you. Here is my best attempt to put it into words.
Ever since I heard that one note of The Dark Sonata, one thing has haunted me even more than my friend's death.
Somewhere, engraved deep in my soul in a place I never looked, there is the faint recollection of a song more beautiful than the blue of a summer sky, of notes purer than the cleanest, coldest, clearest water in the world. It is full of the harmonies of an untold number of voices, singing a melody that time is too fickle to hold to my ears. And there is not a single note lacking; not a bit of misplaced silence; not a beat of sound that does not capture my heart in its light and take my breath away by its beauty.
This song has more life and beauty than the Dark Sonata has of evil and death; and it is more powerful. My soul tells me it exists… my heart hopes to find it… and my mind cannot conceive what Musician could create anything so beautiful.
The Dark Sonata has taught me a painful lesson: what becomes of those who think to safely dance on the jaws of death. It kills.
But suffering has taught me to search for answers to questions, beauty from ashes, and healing after pain. It is all there to discover; and hope is calling me by name-- in melodies, lost and found. I can not keep them to myself; I must share these notes, these thoughts, these wings.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this. All reviews are very much appreciated. I hope you enjoyed it; and I hope you have a great day. ~ Yen Serenity