Practice

Sky was practicing a new song on the piano. She thought that the short piece was going to be annoying to play over and over again, but she found that her emotion flowed out of her and into the keys, allowing her to see past the annoyance of the song, and into the true feeling of the music, falling into its willing embrace. The white, ivories, and the black ebony keys, falling in their correct moments creating another land into which Sky was willing to come back to every day in order to work, and delve deeper into the music.