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ORCHESTRAL CONCERT AU

He’s beautiful, you think, listening to the waning notes of the orchestra. It rises and falls in waves of blue, cascading into towers, building up into the heavens like some grand, golden monument.

You feel it, you can imagine it, each sway of his baton as he creates this living painting. You bite your lip as red, sharp as the violin, trickles down through the music, adding the accent that you so craved. He’s a master, this conductor is a master, you have to meet him or you might die.

A few white lies and flashes of your cane later and you’ve gone backstage. Now the tricky part is how to find him! You bump on-purpose into the timpanist and they direct you to him out of some misplaced debt. You restrain the urge to rub your tongue all over his face in the attempt to figure out what he looks like, but you can’t stop yourself from giving him a gentle touch to the arm.

“Maestro Strider,” you say, flashing one of your charming grins. “Consider me a fan.”

He invites you home that night.