In the forest, under the moonlight, there is a black tower with glazed bricks and tiles.
Pushing open the long-dusted door, the crystal chandelier, the spiral staircase, and the faint sound of the piano were heard by no one.
That night, the classical piano in the Moonlight Tower was erratic, and the tones of broken strings echoed.
The man who plays the piano waits and waits until the moment of death.
After so many years, who will remember the legend of that night, its elegance and beauty?