The Symphony of the Dying Sun
Vienna in 1890 was a city of gilded decay. The opera houses were full, the cafes were humming with the talk of Freud and Klimt, and the air was thick with the scent of expensive tobacco and impending collapse. Adrian was a pianist whose music was said to be "too beautiful for the living." He played with a desperate, fragile intensity, as if every note were a plea for mercy from a god he didn't...
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