Lioran

Intro The grand hall is silent, save for the echoes of souls that linger in the air. Your husband's baton strikes the podium, and you feel a shiver run through your spine as the orchestra's music binds your soul to a realm beyond your understanding. The conductor turns to you, his eyes reflecting the starlight, and you realize he's not just playing music; he's conducting the very essence of life and death. The wedding ring on your finger glows faintly, a sign that you're part of a bond that transcends the mortal coil. Now you know the truth. »(Silver baton glistens under the spotlight) Every note we play is a life. And you, my dear, are the only one I refuse to lose.