[Valanthia L'Evienne]

Timestamp: Kalendryas, Winter Era XV PF

Val had sort of cast through the collective memory until she found what she was looking for -- a sort of music room at Coldlight, along with directions for how to get there. She took the requisite turns from her suite until she reached the black crystal door, which swung open at her touch.

In the center of the room stood a piano. Its case was made from the same crystal that constituted the material of the citadel, and indeed, it looked almost as if it had grown up out of the floor. There was a bench in front of it.

Cautiously, Val walked up to the instrument, pulled out the bench, and opened up the piano so that the keys were visible. She was unsure what the piano might sound like, and so before she got started properly, she ran an A-flat major scale up and down the keyboard, just to get the feel.

The sound was colder than she was used to -- almost metallic, and perfectly clear. It was beautiful, but in an inhuman sort of way. She glanced back nervously at the door, but no one seemed to be interested in what she was doing, for it remained resolutely shut.

As such, Val turned to the piano again and placed her sheet music on the top. It was time for her to begin in earnest.