^ SECOND MOVEMENT ^
Once more, the spotlight is lit, and the piano is set. Once more, a pair of metallic hands reached for the keyboard, and played a tune. Music echoed around the room, melancholy and slow.
"Truly remarkable." The figure's voice resounded in the darkness. "Evolution is set free. Vigor slowly returns to the populace. Those pilgrims hold promise…"
Another spotlight switched on. An old wooden kaleidoscope lay flat on the ground, the light playing on the curious toy. It lay uselessly on the ground, unremarkable and decrepit.
"Evolution… nature's folly. A game of chance, and one that begets a cruel fate to those that loses the game." Iridescent eyes snap open in the darkness, glaring at the piano. "The children of the earth paid dearly… they were able to transcend, and yet beasthood never left them. From their moment of conception… they were meant to disappear into the void, dragged down into the abyss by their base desires…"
As the music filled the room, another light shone from nowhere, through the kaleidoscope. A rainbow of hues and patterns sprang forth, casting onto a wall that seemed seamless and pure.
"Revenge… vengeance… A death that was implied, and never clarified. That… is the power of instinct. Turning brother upon brother, their heritage irrelevant. Perhaps… the children of the sea are as beastly as their earthen ancestors…"
The eyes narrowed in the dark, content with the rehearsal. As the music faded into nothingness, the lights went out, and the room is still once more.
"Two chances remain. Faced with mortality, and the embrace of the earth, perhaps a revelation shall spring forth."
The figure vanished into nothingness, leaving naught but a single whisper.
"The second movement fades, and the third movement builds. The story… continues."