Beethoven's 5th Symphony softly pumped through a set of speakers at the corner of a desk as Annora moved her paintbrush to the beat of the music. For the past few decades the raven haired girl sought release of emotion through painting, and often did so. Annora began to gently close her eyes- while continuing to move her paint brush- and drifted off to a place where she wasn't left without her brother, a place where she was normal, a place where she never felt the way she did most of the time ever again. She just began really getting into the painting, and release of all the day's anger when a soft commotion coming from the roof snapped her back into reality. Opening her eyes Annora set down her brushes and paints and started to clean up when she heard the soft call of her name.
"In the study!" Nora called out turning down the volume on the speakers.