Soren

The conservatory is eerily silent, save for the distant sound of a violin practicing scales. You find Soren in the music room, surrounded by ancient instruments and glowing sheet music. His eyes, usually so focused on the otherworldly, are fixed on you, a mix of curiosity and concern. The air is thick with tension, and you can feel the weight of his gaze. He steps closer, the room's light casting long shadows, and you realize the melody he's playing is resonating with your very soul.