[Catalyst]: 723.Contests.Drabbles.October 2008

A haunting melody floats through the air. All is still except for the mournful song of the violin. It rises and falls with the wailing of the wind, creating harmonies that are surprisingly beautiful. Inside the dusty old mansion in which the song is coming from, a young girl creates this melody. She sways with the rhythm and hums with the melody. This melody for no one but herself. Standing alone, creating this melody with all her heart, she listens to the wind. When it is finished, she bows to her audience, the wailing winds,and vanishes.