♫ 19 | voice

[refinedmaestro]

[Good afternoon Luceti, today you'll hear music coming from your journals. What music exactly? Frederic playing his Impromptu No. 1 in A flat, Op. 29 to be precise. Once he's finished playing, he goes towards his journal and speaks up. Since he has a few things to say to everyone.]Good day everyone. I know the school year has ended, but I am still

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[polishrule]

Weird questions. Life is like...

[He's thinking about it, but he can't really come up with a definition. So he hides that fact with a question.]

Why are you asking?

[VOICE]

[refinedmaestro]

[He can't help but chuckle a little at that, but then calms himself.]

I wish to know what others think about the words since I have been thinking by myself about what they mean to me.

[VOICE]

[polishrule]

But isn't life what everybody has? When you're alive and something. And emotion is what you feel!

Right?

[VOICE]

[refinedmaestro]

Well yes. But that may be only one answer, some people may see it differently from you.

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[consultmybooks]

...you do like to ask the hard questions, don't you, Frederic?

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[refinedmaestro]

I'm sorry my friend, I've been doing a lot of thinking on my own and was curious as to what others thought of these words.

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[consultmybooks]

Oh, don't be sorry. I quite enjoy hard questions. But you must admit, you do seem to be setting a precedent for yourself.

I'm just...not sure how I'd answer, I'm afraid.

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[refinedmaestro]

Perhaps my curiosity is getting the better of me or I'm doing so much thinking that I do not know the answer and think maybe someone else's answer will be good enough to help me find the answer I am looking for.

[Voice]

[mountain_sage]

[Ah, life, something that Saleh had been thinking about himself for the past week.]

Life...it's something much too precious to lose or throw away.

[Voice]

[refinedmaestro]

[He listens to Saleh's answer and then answers himself.]

It would seem your opinion is not very different from my own, Mister Saleh.

[Voice]

[mountain_sage]

It saddens me to think that there are those who do not truly appreciate life until they are dying.

[Or already dead in places like Luceti.]

[Voice]

[refinedmaestro]

That I do agree with. [He pauses for a moment.] If I may be allowed, perhaps I could ask you to answer what the word emotion means to you? I'm...curious as to what you think.

[saintlyvice]

[He isn't very attuned to music, but those questions especially make him pause.]

Life is something that should always be considered, even when it's lost.

[After a second, he adds:]

Especially if it's lost.

[refinedmaestro]

That's a very interesting way to think about life, if I do say so. Though do you have any thoughts of emotion if I may ask?

[saintlyvice]

Ah, it's only because it's easy to disregard it if you involved in that sort of business.

As for emotion...it's a force. Sometimes it helps, sometimes it hinders. I guess it depends on whether you can control it or not. [He laughs briefly.] I'm sorry, I have a very martial view of things.

[refinedmaestro]

Oh it's quite all right sir, I am rather fascinated by your answers. I've...rarely met someone with answers such as yours.

[lostinmyway]

Oh, my, that's very pretty. [An informed music lover, Grune is not.]

[refinedmaestro]

Thank you very much for the compliment, miss. I'm glad you enjoy my music.

[lostinmyway]

Did you write that yourself?

[refinedmaestro]

Yes I did, though I always seem to be composing music that I tend to forget about certain pieces until I find them again on their sheets.