Beethoven Graphic Novels & Stories

"Have you prepared what we will play tonight?" Angel nodded her head. Inevitably when Gamma said what they were going to play tonight, Angel immediately learned it. Beethoven Violin Romance No. 2 is one of Beetohoven's masterpieces created by the maestro when he was fighting a gradual deafness that attacked him cruelly. During those periods, the maestro created music that was full of turmoil, which contained his inner struggles, sorrows and sufferings. But then came Violin Romance no 2, which contained absolutely no inner turmoil and anxiety from the maestro, even the music in it evokes a feeling of sweetness and gentle beauty as if to say that everything will be fine. People say, Beethoven

However… ’I’m sorry, Beowulf. I tried, but I couldn’t connect with her at all,’ Beethoven informed, filling me with dread. ‘It’s like she cut herself off from the outside world. All I could hear are cries and snarls. She’s clearly in some kind of pain- No… She’s enraged, and sad, and disappointed. Very much like-’ ‘Like when Drake turned this way,’ I mentally cut off, catching on to what needs to be done next.

By the confused, unpleasant expression on their faces, one would have imagined he had said “pornography.” “Beethoven?” one of the detectives, a beefy guy in his 50s, asked, in a mocking voice. Jonah was exhausted, and felt like mocking him back. “He’s a composer,” Jonah said. “I know who Beethoven is, you little punk,” the detective snapped.

“Just for a bit. You got home fast. I was planning to head to the studio in ten minutes.” I pointed toward the desk. “What was that?” “Oh, that?” Beck laughed softly, like it was nothing. “For the exhibition. I’m playing around with visual-AI and sound sync. Supposedly it can generate music from color palettes.” “What?” I blinked. “AI?” “You forgot I studied computer science?” He winced playfully. “Well, before I dropped out.” “I remember, I just thought—” “God, are you going to interrogate me like a prosecutor instead of hugging me?” he cut in gently, leaning closer with a teasing smile. “I missed you, you know.”

He was always with his best friend, who was Luis, the boy who works at the company. Axel kept listening attentively. —One day I received a letter; it was a pink sheet, I still remember what it said. I quote Alicia. "Hello, "Al. I know you don't know about me and that hurts me, because I see you every day. That smile is the most beautiful; I would die for you to dedicate it to me one day. Sometimes I just sit and watch you. I know it sounds scary, but it's not. "I can't just stop admiring your beauty; I hope I don't bother you with these letters, little "Al." Sincerely. Your admirer.