Prologue
Lights turned on as the citizens in their seats had finally begun to quiet down, excitement filling the air. A man walked up to the stage, eyes looking forward, his facial expression shown of concentration and nervousness. As he made his way to the middle of the stage, he looked towards the audience, shocked to see there were more people than he anticipated. This was his first time performing in the play he had written, and he wanted to make the music in it spectacular, especially. He bowed to the audience, hands shaking, though it was barely noticeable to the crowd. He turned around, keeping his calm act, shuffling his music sheets, and placed them in front of him.
Never has he ever thought he would be here, once writer now composer for the play that told his own love story of a Poet and a Prostitute. He pushed his glasses back in place on the bridge of his nose before raising his arms, the musicians below getting into place on their sheets. They looked up at the man before they started playing the opening song. The curtains opens, and the lights dimmed, a spotlight revealed a small man, who seems to be crying fake tears. The actor looked at the composer before looking at the audience.
"A man once told me," The actor started, "that love is gained through trust. And that trust is found within the first sight, the first touch, and the first words. That man was my best friend. He loved another, who was in love with him, as well. They were inseparable, but sadly his lover died, and he, stricken with grief, wrote his story for us to hear and understand. To understand that no matter what, you can get through anything with love and trust. Our story takes place in Altissia, where a man named Ignis Scientia comes into view."