[His eyes slipped closed, letting the melody catch him, seeming to wrap around his spine and wash over him. A counter melody started to come from his strings, inquisitive, seeking, with the same tones of melancholy and willfulness. For the moment, he seem content to follow along, but there's a few streaks of an impish chord, demanding to be noticed.
Perhaps Darwin was right - that music did come before speech, thus how it's so effective in changing one's state of mind]
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[His eyes slipped closed, letting the melody catch him, seeming to wrap around his spine and wash over him. A counter melody started to come from his strings, inquisitive, seeking, with the same tones of melancholy and willfulness. For the moment, he seem content to follow along, but there's a few streaks of an impish chord, demanding to be noticed.
Perhaps Darwin was right - that music did come before speech, thus how it's so effective in changing one's state of mind]