Player Piano Novels & Stories

… Roberts pov… I sat at the piano, my fingers dancing across the keys, creating a beautiful melody that filled the room. The sound resonated deep within me, bringing me joy and a sense of fulfillment. Playing the piano was my escape, my refuge from the chaos of the world. I lost myself in the music, letting it consume me entirely.

And together the white and black rectangular shapes dance and form a piano. What is this? And suddenly I heard music from a piano. I conceive two hands playing a piano and creating melodies. The combination of a low and high melodramatic sound. I listened to the piano cover of a song, Go the Distance. I closed my eyes and imagined myself playing the piano inside the coffee shop where I used to work. I see a black piano which leans against the wall near the glass door. And above the piano there is a wall clock. And as the clock ticks, it shows 5:00 PM. The music stops at exactly 5:00 PM.

He puts his hand on it and starts producing a melody. I let out a broad smile as I watch him playing. He looks so handsome when he plays it. A guy playing a white grand piano is always my dream to see it. Guys always prefer guitar or drum. My old friends said that guys who play piano don’t look cool. But, Cain is like the most handsome man in the world right now.

“Is it okay for me to play the piano there? Will not the prince get angry if I play there?” “No, Ma'am. Just use the code in your room’s door when opening and change the last two numbers to 71. The grand piano will automatically play as you hit the keys. There are many pianos around here, but this one is the closest to you. When we used the regular elevator a while ago, we were directed to see one of the most expensive pianos in the world. However, since we took the shortcut you didn’t see it. And by the way the prince will be late in coming to his room since he was asked to attend the staff meeting. He's the only one to stay here. The king and queen will have their earlier flight tomorrow a

We ate in silence after that, but the kind of silence that had teeth. Later that afternoon, I found the piano. It was tucked into a sunlit room near the back of the house, black, glossy, and untouched. I ran my fingers over the keys but didn’t press down. I hadn’t played since I was sixteen. I sat down anyway and played a melody I didn’t know the name of, one I’d made up when I was younger and angry and tired of pretending I wasn’t drowning in my father’s expectations. The last note echoed into the silence.

Chloe retorted, "But I don't think it's a good idea if I continue to have this discussion with you. I shouldn't have asked in the first place so I blame myself" "Fine. We won't talk any more. But you had your dance, baby. Now it's time for mine" She hesitated. Something inside her clenched tight at the endearment. God, she wanted him to say it again. Before she could respond, another song began to play. It was another slow, romantic one, chosen to encourage physical and conversational intimacy. Timothy gritted his teeth and molded her close, struggling to remain unaffected. She brushed against him as they drifted across the floor and his entire body clenched in response.

What for the love of Mary and all that is holy was that? “Here,” Carter says, passing me the sheet music. His hand grazes mine and seems to linger for a second. Get a grip, Ryan! “So, you play the piano?” “Uh, yeah,” I say, immediately falling back into my defensive, sarcastic tone. “You’ve seen the Jazz Band play. I play the piano there.” “Right,” Carter says, a weird expression on his face. “Cool.” He turns to the sheet music in front of him.

" Scarlet said and the man gestured, his eyes landed on her, and stopped on her right hand. "Can you play the piano? He saw the piano arm band on her hands, which are normally traces left by the blue city residents who have practiced the piano for a long time. "Yes". Scarlet left hand immediately went to her right hand, stroking the arm band gradually. The man gestured, got up and pushed open a door nearby. Scarlet saw a white galaxy piano inside. Her eyes illuminated, such an invaluable piano is uncommon. "Try it!" The man flipped the cover of the piano.

I already lost it a long time ago. "Ahm... thanks," I said. "How?" I turned to him as he spoke. "Huh?" "How did you learn to play the piano? Here at Avalor, royalties are the only ones who have been privileged to be taught to play musical instruments, and I have also been to the mortal world. I know that only the rich can play musical instruments, especially the piano, because you still have to pay someone to teach you just to learn. And no one in your face will pay just to have someone teach you how to play the piano, and then it looks like you don't have that much money to pay, " Cael said.

You must be sick" Lance smiled and dropped his tablet on the table in front of him. "You recognize that picture? Pearl looked into the screen and her eyes widened a little. She tried to conceal her reaction but she was too late. He had caught it. "I…I…don't know what that is. It's just something trash. How should I know? If this is some child's game Lance,I'm not interested. My husband and I are busy and have places to be! "Busy? You're both jobless waste of air feasting on embezzled loot from the fashion department store"