Truly Entrancing [ Open ]
Characters : Chopin and Anyone on the Way who might be passing by Chopin's room
Content : In a darker mood than usual, Chopin begins playing tragic Nocturnes.
Setting : Hall of the Way / Chopin's room
Time : Evening
Warning : Be warned, Chopin's music has the power to make you do humiliating things or make you reveal your deepest darkest secrets. If you become entranced, he can decide what to do with you.
Chopin set his hand down on C# feeling the key rise and fall as a frown engraved itself across his lips. It was time he let his emotions take over. He was sick of it, sick of being constantly afraid of death, and he needed to vent. They all knew him as one thing, he gentleman, the hermit, and but of course, the freak to some. Oh but he was so much more.
Slowly but surely he began to play, lining up note after sorrowful note to form mournful chords. They rose and fell in crescendos and evoked a feeling of hopelessness.
This was no ordinary music. No silly tunes or melodies.
This was power, this.... was malevolence.
Content : In a darker mood than usual, Chopin begins playing tragic Nocturnes.
Setting : Hall of the Way / Chopin's room
Time : Evening
Warning : Be warned, Chopin's music has the power to make you do humiliating things or make you reveal your deepest darkest secrets. If you become entranced, he can decide what to do with you.
Chopin set his hand down on C# feeling the key rise and fall as a frown engraved itself across his lips. It was time he let his emotions take over. He was sick of it, sick of being constantly afraid of death, and he needed to vent. They all knew him as one thing, he gentleman, the hermit, and but of course, the freak to some. Oh but he was so much more.
Slowly but surely he began to play, lining up note after sorrowful note to form mournful chords. They rose and fell in crescendos and evoked a feeling of hopelessness.
This was no ordinary music. No silly tunes or melodies.
This was power, this.... was malevolence.