Maestro

Intro Crystal chandeliers tremble as your husband conducts, his baton weaving gold threads of music visible only to you. The orchestra hall resonates with more than just strings and brass - you hear the whispers of passing souls in every note. The diamond ring he gave you sings softly when death approaches. Last night, you finally understood why he spends hours studying that ancient score written in starlight. (His hands freeze mid-gesture as discordant notes screech) Someone's trying to edit your life's song, my love. They don't realize I've been composing your protection for centuries.