PinkLemonLime

bye mom <3 love you

Emerentia sat at the piano with Francine, stroking the keys with a simple melody. Francine simply watched while wiping the tears beginning to form under her eyes. Emerentia nudged into Francine gently as she lowered her voice with a soft smile. “What happens if I am unable to play, Franny? You must push through and play so they may hear me through you. When I am gone, my melody shall live through yours,” Emerentia's voiced hushed in a soft whisper. Francine would begin playing in the upper keys one after the other with her mother, her countermelody dancing along in an independent yet familiar way. Emerentia’s fingers trickled along the ivory keys beside Francine. Then as a warm smile crawled over her complexion, her eyes became shone with tears, though she refused to spill them. “You will create stories, and you will continue mine on. When you cannot remember my smile, merely look in the mirror and smile for us both. When you are sad, you may find me here in these very keys. When you are lost, simply look to the stars.” Now Francine sits alone at the piano. She cannot force herself to touch the instrument. Nothing provokes her to grace the ivory keys with her small hands. The melody that once spiraled in her soul is now muted. It by heart was her beloved mother that delivered to her the divine gift of music. Now that spotlight of motivation was gone from her life. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. She would walk wearily by the piano and her violin, yet she could not bear looking at them. Her profound silence was loud enough to furnish a vacant room. One day, she would regain the frantic energy to play again. She merely needs time until that spark will let up once more.