Symphonic Note

The only control I have in my life is music. It comforts me and keeps me going. My favorite instrument is the violin. I was drawn to how a tiny instrument could create such a high pitch sound. With each note played my fingers dance and run along the strings. The bow is the compositor as it instructs the melody and harmony.

In a private concert hall a talented violinist captivates the audiences as everyone is wowed. The skillful violinist plays the difficult piece so effortless and connects song. Each of her fingers lands every noting yet, she manages to be graceful. In order to express the musical piece fully, she uses her body and facial expressing giving the viewers the true meaning of a raw/soulful performance. The violinist is named, Crystal; her Father, mostly known as "Grand Maestro" who is a wealthy and well known businessman.

Once the piece is done, everyone bravos and to show their gratitude as some throw roses towards the stage. Crystal gathers the roses then exits to the backstage where a gentleman approaches her. He is in his late 60's, tall, skinny with a sleek comb back mid-grayish hair color.

"Well done, Mistress. I am sure Grand Maestro will approve."

"Is that so?"

She hands the bouquet of roses to a maid who waits at the end of the door. From there the maid drapes a long dark grayish fur coat over her shoulders while Crystal puts away the small violin into the secure hard case.

The maid corrects Crystal's speak. "Ah, Mistress, you should not think poorly of Grand Maestro...and please do not speak so freely about him in this kind of environment...you will never know who will be listening..."

All three step out of the building and the bitter cold wind blows into Crystal's face. It is another cold night making her face in the other direction. From this she notices the entire block is busy placing up the holiday decorations to celebrate the upcoming festivities. Crystal has nearly forgotten how quickly the holiday season comes and how a new year will begin. It should be the greatness and grandest time for most however, she feels unaccomplished and uncertain as her daily routine tends to stick to a strict schedule.

She utters under her breath as it escapes into the frosty air. "Is it that time of the year? It has pasted by so quickly..."

Quickly the maid works fast then places a scarf around the Mistress's neck keeping her warm during the chilly nights. She answers the Mistress's comment while handles the knitted cloth making sure it drapes perfectly on her shoulders.

"It is the most magical season of all especially with the upcoming grand parties making it busier than usual."

Before Crystal could step foot in the car, there a massive group waiting to catch a glimpse of her then everyone surrounds her. In the midst of the crowd, is one specific person who makes her way through the group in order to reach the Mistress.

"Look, it is the Mistress! Mistress! May I have a moment? I proudly represent one of the code sponsors for a charity. I would like to request your talent for a party which I am currently planning to spread awareness of an illness. I would be humble and delighted if you can come and support the event."

Crystal becomes overwhelmed from the large amount of people making her hesitant to respond until Butler takes a step forward and intervenes.

"My sincere apologies, Madam, but everything must be addressed with Grand Maestro before the Mistress. I hope you will respect Grand Maestro's orders."

"Well, that is just...outrageous...how can Grand Maestro do such a thing! Mistress, forget about the him for a moment, well you reconsider? What is your answer?"

Crystal becomes cautious with her words and responds. "I am afraid he speaks the truth. Please accept my most sincere apology as Grand Maestro will need to be sought before addressing me. I must bid you all farewell until again."

During the car ride home, a maid takes out a sheet of paper which addresses tomorrow's schedule for the Mistress.

"Remember, you are not allowed to accept any extra performances because Grand Maestro's next concert event is to be focus on a new business contract. There will be many famous and well establish guest attending therefore, you must be perfect and be polish."

While the maid places the paper away she notices the Mistress quietly dozing off and rests her head by the edge of the window. Her mind and body has become exhausted from
practicing all the time to perfect showcasing herself to the never-ending concerts and glamorous dinner parties. The car stops at a red light then Butler takes a peek towards his rear view mirror and sees how the maid become distress with the current situation.

He responds. "There are more junctures than usual during this time of the year. Just for today, please let the Mistress retired for the night. I shall take full responsibility for this."

"But what about Grand Maestro's orders..."

"...if he has any more questions, I will personally answer them."

The next day, early always, Mistress Crystal is escort to the car and Butler explains the changes of the outline for the day.

"Mistress, usual morning lessons will be push towards the end of the day. We must make haste and attend the grand opening of the Dance Academy to showcase your winning flower arrangement.

Afterwards we will be surprising a Private middle school singing class, and then next we are schedule to shop for a new dress. Shortly after, Grand Maestro waits for your presents as well a business companies for etiquette English tea at the Éternel et Banal. Do you have any questions?"

"Is the practice still schedule for the Autumn Banquet Hall?"

"That is correct."

It is now midday as the Mistress visits store to store searching for the perfect outfit. All of the dresses are beautiful but she must be mindful of the dress matching Grand Maestro's approval. It is finally time for her to join Grand Maestro and business partners over English tea.

"Mistress..." Butler addresses the slight change within the agenda. "I must apologize on the behalf of Grand Maestro...there was an urgent meeting as English tea will be canceled and reschedule...if you wish we could push forward with the schedule..."

Crystal drinks her cup of warm tea and answers. "It does not matter...let us commence."
Her spirits hasn't been quite cheerful lately so checking his watch for the time then closes the lid of the pocket watch.

"...however...Mistress, it is rare of us to have a half-hour to roam." He taps his silver pocket watch and gives her a signal to go and adventure the market streets.

"D-do you give me permission to roam the town?"

"Permission granted...if that is your wish?"

"O-of course! I will stay close by and please fetch me when it is time to head out."

Crystal becomes over joy with the good news and is careless with her action which she almost knocks down the chairs around her. However the overly cautious woman doesn't look back because she can't wait to have some kind of privacy and be away from the constant nitpicking of her every move, a voice instructing her to do things and most of all not having someone watching and breathing over her shoulder.