|2. One blue note button fits the music to a scenario snippet. A dynamic red note button awaits the longer version of the story and music.|
|1) She began to speak,
but he stopped her. “Tut! I know what you plan to say. It’s high time to face the music.” He had a cool,
Rebus launched into a decrescendo, playing until he was satisfied that all of her shadows from her past had come
into the room.
| 2) Riding high
then diving into the doldrums, had her feeling like “down” had just dropped in on her,
and meanwhile for some mysterious reason she was being forced to stumble through the
potholes on her recklessly chosen way. |
She sunk into a chair to stare aimlessly at the flickering candle.
3) A strange state of dreamy tranquility came over her.
A red rose in a slender crystal vase stood on the table, along with a flickering candle.
The pianist turned to her. “Well, here we are together Truchiabelle!” he cooed.|