Bab 4: Chapter 4- Mysterious Song.
Harrison's lithe, tall figure moved as he elegantly sat poised on the piano bench, his gaze cast downward, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the hall, especially with the swooning girls that made him feel disgusted.
In fact, he had maintained this introspective demeanor since stepping onto the stage, his focus solely on the large instrument before him.
With sophisticated splendor, he lifted the fall board of the majestic polished black piano, revealing the white and black keys that seemed to gleam in anticipation.
He raised his gaze and scanned the audience, their expectant gazes pleased him much.
Be it deliberate or not, Harrison's index and middle fingers danced across the keyboard in a single smooth glide. His movement served a testament of mastery, as if he were caressing a lover.
The hall held a collective breath, mesmerized by the gentle, precise motion. The sound of keys following his pattern of coordination echoed in the hall.
As Harrison's fingers continued their sensual waltz across the keys, a shiver coursed through the audience, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
The girls, in particular, were entranced, their hearts skipping beats as they succumbed to the hypnotic melody, now realizing the power of music.
Even the teachers, especially the female teachers were not immune, their expressions softening as they, too, fell under Harrison's leitmotiv spell.
The air vibrated with an almost palpable sense of wonder, as if the music had awakened a deep, long-forgotten memory within each listener.
Then, without warning, Harrison began to play in earnest, his fingers coaxing a cascade of crystalline notes from the piano.
The glissando unfolded with deliberate slowness, each phrase a masterful blend of pathos and inspiration.
Tears pricked at the corners of many eyes, as the music wove a spell of profound beauty, transcending the mundane and speaking directly to the soul.
The listeners were entranced, their minds and hearts suspended in a state of rapt attention, as they struggled to comprehend the sheer emotional depth of the music.
They had no idea what song he was playing, nor have they ever heard it before, but it filled their hearts with so much pleasure that they were moved, close to tears.
Delilah, however, was also enjoying the song, even her eyes were pricked with tears, but then again, a growing sense of disquiet was filling her mind.
It was like a nagging feeling that there was more to the music than met the eye, the song... It felt familiar... really familiar, to her.
She couldn't quite put a finger on it, but the melody seemed to resonate with a hidden part of her, stirring a maelstrom of conflicting emotions.
As she thought of the possibility, a sudden, excruciating headache assaulted her, forcing her to clutch at her temples in a futile attempt to alleviate the agony.
The pain was so intense that she felt her vision begin to blur, and she dug her fingers into her scalp, wincing in distress.
Amy, lost in her own fantasies surrounding Harrison, was abruptly snapped back to reality by Delilah's obvious distress.
"Delilah? What's wrong?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern, as she reached out to touch her friend's arm. "Are you okay? Why are you holding your head? Is the noise too much? Do you want to go home? Should I call the teacher?"
The questions tumbled out of Amy's lips in rapid succession, but Delilah was too consumed by pain to respond, her senses overwhelmed by the cacophony of sound and emotion.
"Hmm" a painful groan vibrated from her throat, her red rimmed eyes shut tight, teeth clenched tightly to prevent any sound from slipping through.
Flashes of what seems like memories crossed her vision, she could see them but they were too blurry, hear them but were too loud.
And then, as if the music had sensed her turmoil, the melody swelled, the notes growing louder, faster and more insistent.
It was...It was soothing her pains? The sound washed over her like a balm, taking away the frazzled nerves and calming the stormy waters of her mind.
As the music reached its crescendo, Delilah felt her headache begin to recede, replaced by a sense of deep relaxation that spread through her body like a warm, golden light.
She leaned back in her chair, her breathing shallow as she let the music wash over her, carrying her pains away on its gentle tide.
As the final notes of the melody faded away, Amy turned to Delilah, her expression anxious. "Delilah, what happened?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You almost scared me to death. What just happened?"
Delilah turned to her, her red rimmed eyes filled with unshed tears that seemed to make them gleam.
"Hmm, I'm good now" She smiled reassuringly, still feeling the lingering effects of the music's calming influence, her quivering curved lips really made her look pitiful.
Though she couldn't explain what had just occurred, she was grateful that the headache had passed, leaving her feeling serene and at peace.
"Are you sure you're fine, should I go to the school clinic?" Amy asked for the nth time. Delilah shook her head, reassuring her that she was really fine. She was glad the teachers were too lost in the melody to realize what happened to her.
" What was that about?" She heard Amy ask.
Delilah smiled but her expression gave away a subtle hint that she, too, was puzzled by the strange event that had transpired.
She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she sensed that there was something more to that song, something that lay just beyond the reaches of her conscious mind.
As she pondered the mystery, a shiver ran down her spine, a faint whisper of unease that hinted at secrets yet to be revealed and fear of the pain recurring.
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