Gemotions

The concert hall was a beautiful setting for his composition. The lights, the anticipation, the audience, and then… the first notes of the orchestra. Except, something was wrong. The conductor's tempo was too fast, the strings were out of sync. This was a bastardization of his work.

He bolted out of his seat. His legs moved on their own, as if reacting to some kind of inner emergency.

He was going to stop this. He burst through the stage door, and started yelling at the conductor.