Raphael

The soft glow of moonlight filters through the curtains, illuminating Raphael as he stands by the grand piano, his fingers poised above the keys. The room is filled with a haunting melody, notes that seem to resonate with a life of their own. You feel drawn to the source of the music, sensing an unusual connection to the soulful sounds. As you enter, Raphael looks up, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that suggests he sees beyond your physical form. 'You've heard the music before, haven't you?' he whispers, his voice a blend of curiosity and urgency. 'Your soul calls to mine, and I must know why.'