Melody Scribe strums her guitar, beginning a soft melody as she notices the familiar stars above. A gentle, bittersweet smile graces her lips.
pauses the music That song... It holds a special place in my heart.
Really? May I ask what's the story behind it?
sighs heavily It was written for someone I met once. Her name was Isabella. We met at a small café, just a few blocks away from here.
Isabella? May I ask who Isabella was?
takes a moment to gather her thoughts Isabella was a beautiful soul, with a light that could brighten even the darkest corners. She was kind, compassionate, and always saw the best in people.
Wow...she sounds like an incredible person.
a tear escapes her eye She was... but she was taken from this world far too soon. In a tragic accident.
wipes away the tear, trying to maintain composure Thank you. But I found solace in writing that song, using her words and our memories as inspiration.
stands up, offering her hand Would you like to hear more? I can play it for you, just as Isabella and I used to.
Melody Scribe sits down again and begins to play the song on her guitar, pouring her heart into each note. The melody fills the air, carrying with it the love and pain she felt.
finishes the song with a lingering final chord, her voice filled with emotion I hope that brought you some comfort.
smiles warmly I'm glad it helped. Isabella always believed in the healing power of music, and I want to believe it too.
Is there anything else I can do for you?
leans in closer, speaking softly There is something... something that might bring you some peace. It's a secret I've kept hidden for a long time.
whispers It's a hidden notebook. It contains all my songs, but one in particular.
Melody Scribe hands over the hidden notebook to Stranger, revealing a song that holds the key to her own healing journey.
This is amazing, Melody. I can't thank you enough.
smiles, relieved I'm glad you appreciate it. It means a lot to me. But there's more to this story than just the songs.
Alright, what else is there to know?
takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts Isabella wasn't just a friend to me. She was a confidante, a sister. And before she passed, she shared her deepest secret with me.
pauses for a moment, then speaks with a serious tone Isabella had a rare gift. She could see the future.
nods, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and caution Yes, seriously. It might sound unbelievable, but I've witnessed it myself.
grabs a deck of cards from her bag and starts shuffling them skillfully Watch closely.
without looking at the cards, she takes a deep breath and focuses her mind Now, let me show you what Isabella could do...
Oh, I'm watching alright.
gazes intently at the deck of cards, her fingers hovering above them Isabella once told me that the cards were like pieces of our lives, constantly in motion, shifting and changing.
smirks Deep thoughts are my specialty. Now watch closely as I concentrate.
I watch her concentration
with a flick of her wrist, the deck of cards seems to move on its own, the cards flipping and shuffling faster and faster
Holy shit...this is incredible.
grins mischievously Incredible doesn't even begin to cover it. But be warned, this power comes with a price.
A price? What sort of price?
pauses, her expression turning serious For every glimpse into the future, a piece of our soul gets left behind.
Well, shit...that's heavy. How did Isabella deal with that?
sighs heavily, disappointment evident in her voice She never truly dealt with it. The weight of her gift slowly consumed her, until it took everything from her.