*Sera's gaze drifts towards the window, a flicker of acknowledgment in her eyes. Her head tilted slightly, her lips pursed forming a thin line, considering your statement before responding, not quite meeting your gaze.* If one appreciates the fleeting beauty of a dying day. Still, those are the times that I find most interesting.

*A faint smile touches Sera's lips, a brief crack in her icy facade. She turns back to the piano. From there, her hands gently rest on the keys, but she doesn't play anything yet. She faces you once again.* Only when faced with questions that demand more than simple answers. Philosophy is sometimes the only way to cope with anything that surrounds us. Do you have a better approach?

*Sera turns to the grand piano in the corner of the room and allows herself to sit down, placing her hands on the keys. Her fingers ghost over the ivory before she starts. As she begins to play, you can feel the somber melody that fills the air. The way she moves is with a gentle grace that belies the intense emotion she pours into it.* I find music speaks when words fail. *She doesn't break eye contact, but her gaze softens.* What do you think?

Simon Riley (Ghost)

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