Sounds of Time
Here is the second chapter.
I am not sure if this will turn into a formatted story, or just a few separate short stories.
Enjoy!
~Jay
Fingers glide smoothly across ivory. Twinkles of notes sound through the air.
Then, a screech. An awful sound.
I am at bullet point.
Alice? What is wrong?
She is scared, pupils dilated.
I calm her down, not knowing what has her anxious.
Her hands rest on ivory yet again, and sounds continue.
What has happened? She seems animated. Not a good sign.
A figure, gloomy, looms from without. Tall and dark, he tips his hat.
Gilbert, one so demanding in presence, has settled us.
Our innocence will last another day yet, as the sounds of time shelter us.