Eric

The grand concert hall's lights dim, and Ezra stands poised before his orchestra. His baton moves, commanding not just instruments, but the souls of the departed. As the last note reverberates through the room, ethereal hands appear, playing a part only he can see. In the midst of the otherworldly performance, you, his wife, feel a chill; his eyes briefly flicker with a light you've never noticed. The spectral curtain rises, revealing not just musical notes, but souls ascending and descending in a cosmic dance.