"If a piano appeared in the scene, I would sing for you,"
This was not the melody that floated in Liszt's mind, yet it was incredibly fitting. When the servants carefully carried the piano upstairs to the study and had a professional pianist tune its strings for tension. The constant trembling sounds of the strings made Liszt feel as if many inspirations blossomed, bombarding his brain, chafing at his fingertips.
An upright piano, a household model, of medium size.
Made by the Court's esteemed Piano Knight, Kruse Bin Iron, in the spring of the year one hundred and fifty-one, priced at one hundred and twenty-eight Gold Coins.
One meter five in length, sixty centimeters in depth, and one meter twenty-eight in height.
Cast from a mix of rock wood and Fine Steel, the strings made from top-grade bowstring materials, derived from Magical Beast furs. The body of the piano painted in a dark purple hue, exuding a faint scent of solid wood.
