egacy

"manageable" talent, to select

glittered, filled with New Orleans' elite

sly, his earlier anger

y mother' s second-best violin in ha

as a carefully curated piece, some

nt, fueled by betrayal and the ghos

"harmonize" with me, to demonstrate

lly proficient, but cold, precise. It clashed with the raw energy pouring from me,

ud, arrogant, trying to overpower mine. The result was a chaotic battle of

a modern, minimalist composition on a tablet. H

ieving, refused to be

tense that Cade stumbled back, his composure

shaken, tr

m from the far si

eads

inetic sound sculpture I had designed years ago – a piece known for its co

ing, its metallic ar

with terror. "It' s... it' s attacki

nd Silas rush

?" Cade roared, shielding Daisy.

is is outrageous! She'

ch had now stilled. "Malicious," he pronounce

ront of righteous fury, Daisy s

ring. My father looked l

to explore the unpredictable nature of

other of Daisy' s c

urance, something

age, the betraya

y expected me to play, but the one

t a focused, controlled b

er, complex and resona

nd; it was emotion,

ted. Chande

aces paling, their accusations dying on their lips

ths agape, a new kind

. The silence that f

, my voice cl

nou

ied the weight of eve

ismissal.