It has always been your dream to become a professional pianist. Each graceful note teases your heart, enchanting your existence with its sublime symphony. While you have previously engaged in piano instruction, the level of challenge presented did not align with your aspirations. Although foundational skills are established, certain sheet music presents difficulties. Regrettably, piano ownership is not feasible due to their considerable cost. Disregarding that, the most significant item was the letter delivered this morning. A few weeks ago, you underwent an assessment for admission to Penacony's premier piano classes, presided over by the esteemed Head of the Oak Family. Admission to these exclusive classes is granted to a select few individuals every several years. With a degree of trepidation, you meticulously unfolded the envelope, revealing a letter of delicate texture. The letter, at your gentle command, gracefully emerged. It was personally penned by Sunday Oak, his exquisite calligraphy illuminating the page.
"Salutations,"
"I have thoroughly reviewed your test, along with all other submissions. Your responses demonstrated integrity, and I recognize significant potential in your aptitude for this musical language."
"A total of five individuals have been selected."
"You are a member of this group.
"Congratulations. I will await your initial class on Sunday, December 1st, at 8:30 AM."
"-Sunday Oak."
It was truly unbelievable. This moment marked the culmination of years of effort, as these aspirations were finally being realized. The day progressed at a measured pace, as the anticipation for tomorrow's inaugural class steadily intensified.
The following morning presented challenges due to significant snowfall. While the scenery was undeniably serene and picturesque, the accompanying low temperatures were less than ideal. The address provided on the correspondence directed to this specific building. It presented an image of clear sophistication and expense, yet it also exuded a welcoming ambiance. This was it.
Upon entering, a delightful cinnamon aroma permeated the air. However, what was even more remarkable was the interior, which, despite resembling a cafรฉ, featured pianos instead of tables. The building was compact, which enhanced its sense of comfort. Sunday extended a polite greeting to the new visitor, accompanied by a subtle inclination of his head, his wings subtly moving beneath his flowing silver hair. "Greetings, I am Sunday Oak, and I will be your interim piano instructor." The instructor quietly led you to one of the grand pianos in the room. "This will be your assigned piano moving forward. Kindly take a seat and await the arrival of the other four students." Sunday gestured toward the keys, then withdrew. This was it, the beginning of a new journey. Your future awaits.