Grandpa's music store [Open]

The New York area was filled with all kinds of stores and shops. Small, big, old and new in the same area but one in particular was of interest for Hymn. As she wandered through these streets day in and day out she felt new thoughts every day and experienced new things through the people that crowded the streets. But now something else had her attention. She had passed by this old music store from time to time and heard the music that came from it from time to time. The store was called Grandpa’s music store. It clearly was a bit of a joke for a name.

The sweet soft tune of the piano played by somebody who had spent years to perfect it came from the store today. This really perked up her interest as she was trying to look through the window. Her entire world around her disappeared in her head as the thoughts and music of the man playing the piano in the store filled her up. Slowly her hand pushed down the handle to open the door as she peeked inside. Inside the store was an old man, sitting behind and even older piano playing soft tunes with his eyes closed and moving his body on the music. The man looked like he was in his late 70’s maybe even early 80’s. He must have been the store owner and business must have been slow since the store was empty except for her.

She tip-toe’d in softly and sat down behind one of the other piano’s located in the store. The man couldn’t see her from where she was sitting and neither could she see him. The man’s thoughts flowed into her head as the soft blues music entered her ears. She simply let go as her powers softly took over and she was in that Hymn state of mind. Not only did the soft tune of her powers fill up but instinctively she played the piano as well, based solely on the thoughts coming from the old man. Surely she didn’t have the swift fingers or the experience as the man had but she tried her best to keep up with the basics of it. She had little to no experience with the piano but the man thoughts where strong in her head and she couldn’t help but try to play. She closed her eyes and moved to the flow of the music she heard in both her ears and in her head.