Chapter 1: A Chance Encounter
Vi's fingers danced across the piano keys as she lost herself in the melody. The notes blended into a symphony of emotions, a reflection of her turbulent past. As she played on, the sounds echoed through the empty concert hall, a solace to her lonely soul.
Caitlyn slipped inside, the soft rustle of her coat and the faint scent of rain preceding her. She had stumbled upon the venue while exploring the city's hidden corners, drawn in by the haunting beauty wafting from within. As she took a seat at the back, Vi's gaze met hers, their eyes locking for an instant before Vi returned to her music.
The last note faded away, and Caitlyn applauded softly, hoping not to disturb the pianist's reverie. Vi's eyes drifted towards her again, this time with a hint of curiosity. The silence between them was palpable, filled only by the distant hum of the city outside. I've always found solace in music, a way to channel the turmoil that often accompanies me.
"Thank you for the applause," Vi said finally, her voice like a gentle breeze on a summer's day. "You're not from around here, are you?"
Caitlyn stood up, smoothing her coat as she walked towards Vi. "No, I'm just passing through. Your music brought me in, and now I'm glad it did."
Vi's fingers lingered above the keys before she rose to face Caitlyn. "I'm Vi. And this is my sanctuary." She smiled wistfully. "Would you like a tour?" The world may be full of uncertainties, but within these walls, music gives me the power to shape reality.
"Thank you, Vi," Caitlyn replied, taking in the worn grandeur of the hall. "I'd love that."
Fabularius is a storyteller. Everything is fictional.