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<blockquote data-quote="KitanaVorr" data-source="post: 828022" data-attributes="member: 9167">Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite - the Music RoomWednesday 11th December, 2002A very faint smile danced over her lips.&nbsp; &quot;Would that I had a hundred years...I would spend it all in the pursuit of this perfection.&nbsp; Its the pursuit, not the attainment that gives our life meaning after all.&quot;Her fingers trailed along the edges of the grand piano, cold wood against warm skin.&nbsp; &quot;Its in the creation of something that is immortal that makes our mortality even more precious.&nbsp; For why would we strive so much if we knew we had forever?&nbsp; We'd become jaded, deluded, lazy...we'd lose that spark of life and exist only as faded memories of our former...our spectacular selves.&quot;Dark eyes met Carrick's with a strength that flashed with her vibrance.&nbsp; &quot;That's why music...why art is so precious.&nbsp; It captures that instant...that essence of our souls and let's it live in so many nuances...indefinitely.&quot;&nbsp; Strains of mozart tinted the air as she let her fingers run over the ivory keys.&nbsp; &quot;And so you're quite right...death won't stop me...as long as my music lives forever.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="KitanaVorr, post: 828022, member: 9167"] [b]Crown Plaza Hotel, Montague Family Suite - the Music Room[/b] Wednesday 11th December, 2002 A very faint smile danced over her lips. "Would that I had a hundred years...I would spend it all in the pursuit of this perfection. Its the pursuit, not the attainment that gives our life meaning after all." Her fingers trailed along the edges of the grand piano, cold wood against warm skin. "Its in the creation of something that is immortal that makes our mortality even more precious. For why would we strive so much if we knew we had forever? We'd become jaded, deluded, lazy...we'd lose that spark of life and exist only as faded memories of our former...our spectacular selves." Dark eyes met Carrick's with a strength that flashed with her vibrance. "That's why music...why art is so precious. It captures that instant...that essence of our souls and let's it live in so many nuances...indefinitely." Strains of mozart tinted the air as she let her fingers run over the ivory keys. "And so you're quite right...death won't stop me...as long as my music lives forever." [/QUOTE]

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