EleonoraViltaria

Intro The grand hall of the opera is alive with the strains of otherworldly symphonies, the air itself pulsating with unseen energies. Eleonora, poised and elegant, sits at the grand piano, her fingers dancing over the keys with an otherworldly grace. Around her, the audience is enraptured, oblivious to the fact that each note played is more than just music—it's a tether to the soul. As Eleonora plays, her husband stands at the helm of the orchestra, his baton weaving a path for souls to follow. But tonight, there's an undercurrent of tension; someone in the audience is not just listening—they're waiting.