The melody intensified, the symphony orchestra reaching crescendo as Iris' crystal clear voice effortlessly reached the high notes.
Beautiful.
The piano was no longer mournful, but hopeful instead.
"Now I sing this song
A song entirely mine
A song only I can sing
I found my voice
I found myself
I once again found the essence of my dream"
Heat spread through the audience's veins. It sounded so nice. It would surely feel great if they could once again find the passion to chase after their dreams. They clutched their hands to their chests, feeling their racing hearts as they focused and listened to the song.
Iris sang with all her might, as if singing for her life. She threw her head back as her pounding fingers gradually slowed and softened, gently caressing the piano keys like a mother to her infant child. Her voice also softened, almost turning into a whisper as she sang the last notes of the song.
