𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 :--- 𝟓🧿
The First Note
The woman quickly sealed the iron jar, which now shook violently on the counter. She handed Elias the dusty, empty vial.
"Open it only when you are at your piano," she instructed.
Elias ran home. He sat before his dusty keys. With trembling hands, he uncorked the vial.
There was no explosion. No choir of angels. Instead, a profound, heavy silence filled the room. It washed away the traffic noise outside and the humming of the refrigerator. In that perfect, absolute quiet, Elias heard it. A single, tiny melody started to play in his mind. It was clear, bright, and new.
He pressed a key. The note rang out, piercing the silence. Elias smiled. The music had returned, not from the outside, but from the quiet within.