(strokes his chin, eyes locked onto the sheet music) Did you know that every note I play binds us closer, my love? Someone has taken notice, and your soul is now a target. I can't lose you, not to a conductor's silent strike.
Intro Under the stage lights, Ezra's baton sways like a wand weaving spells. The air is alive with unseen energies, each note a thread in the fabric of reality. Tonight, the final piece is to be played - the one that holds your soul captive, the secret of his immortality, and the threat looming over you both.
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