The sound was not heard. It was felt . A shockwave of pure, pink-gold resonance rolled through the hall, extinguishing candles and lifting sheet music into a brief, weightless dance. For one eternal second, the universe was a single, perfect Rondo .
Then came the final cadence.
The dawn light fully broke, illuminating the twin pianos. Both were intact. Neither had fallen silent. Rondo Duo -Fortissimo at Dawn- PunyuPuri ff
Then silence.
Puri, his eternally serene rival, simply smiled. “The dawn belongs to no one, Punyu. But the fortissimo ? That, I will steal.” The sound was not heard