Silent Night

Walking through the hallway, Jon eventually opens the door to a large room filled with a grand piano in the center.

Many books fill up the bookshelves in the room, the composition of music from this world that he was reading to understand more about music in general.

He played piano and many other instruments in his original life when he was young, so these musical notations were not unfamiliar to him.

Lifting the cover to the keyboard on the piano, he could see the soft light from the full moon behind him shining down on the black and white keys.

Illuminating them in front of his eyes as he sat there looking out at the field of trees while thinking about those words that Jeanette told him in their phone conversation.

When he was younger, he always wondered why two people give life to a child but then abandon them in the darkness of the world.

It is a darkness where it is lonely and without a direct light to any meaning in this complicated world.

Jon was hoping with all of his might and will to find meaning throughout this complexity in the face of limited time.

Placing his fingers on the keyboard, he finds that he could know where the keys are even without any light.

Soon the sound of music came from the quiet room, with the notes being soft and springing forth like the lightness of feathers or the leaves dropping to the ground during autumn.

This was always the song he loved to play the most: Canon in D.

What he loved about this song was the simplicity of the music and the warmth of its tone; in this song, he finds himself able to forget all the worries and anxieties in the world.

In this song, besides the soothing sound of the notes, in the beginning, he finds that there's also the sound of hope that it gives rise to.

Through all these years, despite abandoning his practice in the piano when he became busy with work, this was always the song he played to himself when he found himself lost in this active speed of modern life.

This was the song he remembered that he kept close to his heart, playing it countless times without losing flavor, helping him become lost in the memories when the world was once slow.

The white keys on the keyboards dance with the flow of his hands, moving as he closes his eyes, flowing with the sound of music.

From the torment of a nightmare, Samantha woke up feeling the thumping sound of her beating heart when it was still racing in that nightmare of a horrible memory.

It was already many hours into the night as she moved her hand through her hair, reassuring herself that everything was just a dream.

Just a dream.

Samantha sees that the moon has already disappeared from the sky above, with a small glimpse of light showing the world anew.

Looking around the room, she finds it quite empty, but in the silence, she hears the flow of the music; the notes were barely noticeable to hers.

After many years of playing the violin, her ears had become trained to listen to the sound, able to hear the sound of something so small even when she is not paying attention.

There was something special about the rhythm as she sat up from the bed and put on her slippers, drawing herself step by step as she tried to find where the sound was coming from inside this large house.

Moving through the grand hallways showering a sight of a sun rising itself slowly into the morning through the glass windows on the side, she searches for the piano sound.

With each step, she finds herself closer and closer to the sound as the sound also becomes more and more apparent to her ears.

She finds herself entranced by the notes of the rhythm until she finally finds herself face to face in front of a pair of wooden doors.

Slowly, with her heart excited to discover what lies beyond, she reaches out to touch the handle and opens the door as it showers light into her eyes from the windows inside.

Through the window, she sees Jon with his eyes closed, enraptured by the music playing on the piano, the dreamy look on his face as his black hair touches his forehead with a bit of sway.

She moves through the grand room step by step quietly till she is standing in front of the piano as she watches Jon playing in such a graceful manner.

This was a song that she had never heard being played before in her life; she was sure that it was a composition that he created himself.

Knowing that he could create such a perfect musical composition made her feel even more amazed.

Since it takes many years before a person can fully become experienced to start creating something like this masterpiece.

Upon finishing the last note of the piece, Jon lifts his fingers from the piano keyboard with a sense of lightness.

Opening his eyes, he sees Samantha looking back at him as they share a knowing smile themselves.

"That was beautiful," Samantha commented with a graceful smile, still feeling the ringing of the rhythm vibrating throughout the room and into her being.

Upon hearing her compliment, he extends his hand to her, indicating her to come close, "Do you want to learn?"

Giving a slight smile, she walked towards him, sitting with his back facing the window outside with the sunlight hitting the piano and lighting the room.

Sitting next to him on the black cushioned chair on the piano, Jon slowly guides her as she follows his guidance slowly.

He places his large hand on top of hers. She could feel lost in the warmth of all this soft feathery sound, feeling her heart warmed by it all.

One by one, the notes fell into place as she became familiar with the flow of the music; with her talent and background in music, it was pretty easy to learn this song since she also knows how to play the basics of the piano on her own.