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RE: Finish the Fiction Story Contest - WEEK #6
The signature. A master stroke. Memories from a past life flooded his system overriding the computer controls. His heart pounded with passion. Love. Emotions so powerful. Overwhelming all his sences. Until a moment of singularity.
He stood in front of an orchestra. Opening night of proms at Royal Albert Hall. The crowd excited from a sunny day after months of rain. He felt joy and pride to be sharing his symphony with them. Only the silence of the room alerted him to his need to Conduct the orchestra. He didn't know where to begin.
Short but intense! The power of that sign transported him beyond the cage of that technological illusionary world.
Yeah. Listened to your music. Signature organic. Imagined you wrote in flashbacks throughout the story. We also know who left the note and why.
Well yes I suppose I could have left that untold..but I liked to close it with that moment of self-recognition.