[ The feed begins with silence for a moment before a soft sigh can be heard. It’s quiet, but it sounds a lot more soothed than he has been lately, just in the sigh alone. While Chopin himself cannot be seen on the camera, a beautiful piano can be and to him that’s all that matters for this particular moment in time.
His skilled touch to the keys begins to pick up on the feed as the
sound from the piano emits once he begins to play. It’s been a while but he definitely does not sound out of practice. Urging on the keys to keep the music ringing through the speakers of his little device, he continues on for some time until the song comes to its close and he lets out another content sigh. ]
It seems I will have no need for the piano in the school anymore, nor yours, szanowna pani Cynthia. However, I would not mind continuing the lessons if you are still interested in them.
Such a mysterious gift, but truly appreciated.
I have indeed missed this.
Perhaps one more… [ The feed cuts out just as he begins to play something else. He’ll probably be at it for some time, but at least he’s actually feeling happy for once! ]